Chapter 58 Ambassador Bruce Cohen Is Gone
- Sheila POV
- Bruce Cohen’s body burns before my eyes, swallowed by the pyre, his shape dissolves into smoke that twists upward into the sky. The scent of ash and charred flesh is heavy in the air. It is a grim perfume that will haunt me for weeks.
- Pack members stand at a distance, scattered in small groups, their whispers loud enough for me to hear through the cackling fire.