Chapter 85

• She'd watched them talk and knew from Max's expressions that something was wrong. Anger, shock, rage, and fear, passed through his face at intervals as TC spoke. Emilia wondered where he'd been. She hadn't seen him since the day Zander was kidnapped. According to Gwen, he'd been in the bathroom when everything had happened. But when the ambulance arrived, the paramedics said Gwen was alone, surrounded by strangers. She hadn't had time to wonder where he'd gone or why he wasn't with her sister in-law.
• Now that he was there, she wanted to know. Emilia remembered telling him to watch over Zander. The least he could do was tell her why he'd left. Of course she wasn't blaming him for anything. Playing the blame game wouldn't bring back her son. She just needed to fill in some blanks so she could finally put everything behind her. Thinking about Zander brought thoughts of Lisandra which Emilia truly abhorred. Having them related in any way brought back the anger she felt at herself. She'd underestimated that witch, and she'd paid dearly. It made her feel a little better knowing she was locked up, but honestly, she would have preferred her to not be in the world of the living.
• Dark. It was the only way to describe her thoughts when it came to Lisandra. Even Genevieve didn't evoke those kinds of feelings in her. She was sure given the chance, she would have been capable of killing her two years ago. Outside the burning house, or in court, she wouldn't have cared. Since she hadn't known she was pregnant, her life meant nothing. It would have been so easy for her to end up in the same place Lisandra was. But things were different now. Shaking her head to dispel the dark thoughts, Emilia wondered if it would be appropriate for her to open the window a crack so she could eavesdrop on them.