Chapter 48 Forty-eight
- Viktor
- Rina's practically dragging me out the door. I don't blame her—we can't leave fast enough, and for once, I'm not too disappointed that we didn't get as much information as we wanted from the visit.
- "You weren't kidding about bringing a spray bottle," my sister mutters under her breath as we make our way out through the main foyer. "She's like a fucking cat in heat."