Chapter 75 Seventy Five

• Have you ever felt so betrayed and helpless that you would seize any chance of help, no matter how unreliable? If so, you would understand why I said yes to Madame Long's offer.
• Alistair was an option, too. However, was it wise to seek help from a species I had miserably failed to understand? An attachment to me was stopping Desmond from burning Mason’s house down to the ground and unleashing his rage on me, but that wasn’t the case with Alistair. He had no motive to be so generous.
• If Becky hadn’t called last minute, I would have entered that graveyard without a question. The result of seeking help from another incubus would probably remain a mystery for life. I was no expert on spirits, but from what I had seen, there was something deceptive about them. Their reserved nature, complicated words, and unwillingness to give a direct answer or reveal much about themselves always bothered me.