Chapter 37

• Chapter Thirty Seven
• “Who are you?”
• Ellie jumped, dropping the egg she was about to break on the floor, her hands springing to her chest to keep her heart from escaping. She’d been on edge since she’d woken up, and her busy mind hadn’t let her sleep much. Dale had convinced her to go to sleep while he kept watch and then early in the morning when she woke, he’d gone to bed. He’d gotten Richard and Doran to watch the house for the day, one less thing to worry about while they sit on their thumbs as the wait for the news that Vladimir was dead. She wasn’t the bloodthirsty sort but that man had turned her twin sister’s life upside down, turned her into an assassin then worse played with her mind until she cracked and became their worst nightmare so yeah, she wanted blood.