Chapter 142
- Aurora’s POV
- “What happened?” I kept my voice low, watching the dark glint still flickering in his eyes.
- Lucien shook his head. “Nothing. David was clearing the area outside and found two rats scurrying around.” His voice was rough, ice-cold murder threaded through every word. “They’re crouched on top of an abandoned shipping container in the southeast corner. Telephoto lenses and all.”