Letters in the Shadow
Instead, he stood perfectly still in the middle of the flooded street, slowly raising his head.
Through the rain-streaked glass, his dark eyes locked directly onto mine. A slow, terrifying smile spread across his sharp features—the exact same cold, predatory smile that had haunted my nightmares every single night. He raised one gloved hand, made a slow, mocking gesture of greeting, and stepped back into the shadows of the carriage.