Chapter 108 Face To Face

• Proserpina stood, looking from the painting leaning against the wall, to Aiyana. She knew that the former FBI agent had not called her here for a chat; that was not Aiyana’s way. She needed to tell Proserpina something and from the looks of it, the strangely silent house, the objects neatly dusted and in place, the delicious sandwiches which Aiyana had served, her face a mask, Proserpina guessed that it was all related.
• Dom, stretching his long legs ahead of him, was totally at ease, for he had visited Aiyana on many occasions, when Tara had been a frequent caller.
• Now he smiled and asked, innocently,