Warlock Ch 188. What Do You Make of All This?
Henry, standing a few steps ahead, cleared his throat. "If you're ready, there's more to see," he said, his tone perfectly neutral. Whether he had picked up on Damian's unease or was simply uninterested in their private conversation, it was impossible to tell. The guy had the emotional range of a brick wall.
"Lead the way, Henry," Evelyn said, her voice sharp with a hint of sarcasm as she gestured for him to continue. "Wouldn't want to keep you from your riveting tour."
Henry didn't even blink at her jab, pivoting smoothly on his heel. "This way," he said, his voice as stiff as ever. Damian could swear he saw Evelyn roll her eyes, but she followed without complaint, and he trailed after her.