Chapter 82 Ix

• August
• I'd thrown down a gauntlet earlier than I'd anticipated and admitting that Sasha had managed to rile me picked at my brain. She had a way about her, far more formidable than I'd originally thought. Her paintings were certainly clear signs that she had many incredible layers, all masked by the requirements from her father. The thought was intriguing given Drummand's outrageous proclivities. Discovering the woman hidden under the mask of steel would be my greatest joy.
• Even if I had to break her in order to do so.