Chapter 88 - Blood Shadows

Deana sat behind her desk, glancing over her notes concerning Vasily Rasputin. Since she returned to her office, she had tried to submerge herself in work to take her mind off everything else she had no control over. However, it didn’t work.

Tossing her pen on the desk, she ran a hand through her dark hair. Concentrating was not something she could do right now no matter how hard she tried. How had this week blown up so badly? She had been looking forward to her grandfather’s visit, showing him around town, introducing him to Miles. She had such high hopes, and then everything came crashing down around her.