CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

ARIEL'S POV

I tapped on my tiny blue tooth earpiece that I use in communicating to Leo, "The job is done now, you can leave, I have some things to do." I stated simply removing the Bluetooth and crushing it in my palms, at this moment I wanted to be alone and not have anyone disturb me, I just want peace.

Down stairs is a mess as people scurried about in panic trying to figure out what to do and what not.

I walked down the stairs and slipped into the hallways drinking my wine leisurely and kicking my heels off my feet, they made my legs ache anyways.

As I strutted down the hallways, I saw a strikingly familiar figure that sent shivers down my spine, it is Vincent, it's not even up to an hour and I'm already being hunted by his ghost, how great, i sipped my wine pretending not to notice as i tried to keep my cool, but just as i passed by, i got pinned to the wall, how can an illusion be so realistic.

VINCENT POV