Chapter 19

“The Council has summoned her. They know she is still alive.”

Lance looked back from the window. He was dressed in his suit and tie sans jacket, his chin held in between the thumb and index finger of his right hand which was propped on top of his left hand laying across his midsection. Vivian sat on one plush white leather sofa with her legs crossed, her blonde hair carefully combed over one shoulder leaving her ear exposed to display the huge diamond earring she wore.

“Lance, did you hear what I said?” Ezekiel asked again. He was sitting across from Vivian.

No, Lance thought to himself, I didn’t hear you. I was thinking about how I got myself entangled with a blonde bitch and how I let her get into my head with her maniac schemes.

“I went to find her and found a messenger looking for her. According to him, the Council wants to see her. They know she’s alive. If she tells them her story do you know what that means?”

“What does it mean?” Vivian asked with a hint of annoyance in her voi