Chapter 49

The road to the basement is as dark as the crow’s wings perched atop a leafless tree.

From the party to here is a motherfucking almost fifteen minutes’ walk. It’s a good thing I am not wearing stiletto shoes.

“I’ll wait for you outside,” Jose then crossed his arms as he turned around. The wind howled as I turned on my heel, walking like a panther in the hopes that me and Jose’s mission would go unnoticeable.

We bravely hope.

The stairs were steeped as I climbed down with only five steps before the door. I pressed my left palm on the wall of brick since no railing can be gripped by my hands. Rough and hard, but I ignored those two. This is not a time to complain like an entitled woman.

“It’s locked, Jose.” Jose sucked a breath before going down with me very quickly, as fast as lightning. As soon as he stopped, Jose froze the glinting metal under the light of the Worm Moon, the name of March’s full moon. Frost devoured it. The strength of