Chapter 243

The master closet still had hangers in it. Katelina shuddered when she thought about whose clothes had hung on them before. Dismas. The black Executioner who'd smashed Loren's face. It was strange to think that she was standing in his old bedroom. The Executioners were their enemies and yet here she was, living among them.

Allegiances may change.

Like hell.

She put her things away and found Verchiel sprawled lazily across the couch. When he saw her, he stood so quickly that he disappeared and reappeared holding the front door. "Shall we?"

She followed him into the hallway. Like a nagging mother he asked, "Got your card?"

"Yes!"

"Good. This way."

The "block" ended at a blank wall, and it was at the very last door, number twelve, that they stopped. Verchiel opened it with his master card and then mock bowed. "After you."