He is the reaper of souls...
He is my moving shadow.
He is the darkness swelling inside me.
He is my black soul.
But he will save me.
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Sebastian Michaelis was known for his schemes-he was known as the devil hidden in the night-but he will not s...
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Episode 30 Continued - Slick like Mad Hatter
"Did you find anything?" Yumi said when I hopped off the second floor of the library, landing silently on the first.
"No, master. No evidence of his murders here."
She just pressed her finger to her chin. "I know it's him. I just have to be sure."
I watched her curiously as she remained thinking, brows drawing together in anger.
The moment I watched her expression harden, I finally spoke, "All this is getting to you, my lord. Why don't we take a break?"
"That never stopped me before," she stated then, continuing to think. "We checked his bedroom, his closet, all rooms. Well, you did," she added, "as per my orders, but still found nothing. And where is Count Damien now? That's concerning me, indeed. He's nowhere in his house. Perhaps he's arriving late?"
I glanced down at her arm when I found it raising and catching her shoulder, lightly rubbing the muscle there. "If so, where would he have gone?"
My eyes flickered back up to her.
"A grocery run?" she continued, rubbing the muscle still as her face etched slightly in pain. "Is he making a large appearance like a performer or something?"
"Master," I said then, watching her as she gazed up, "is your shoulder bothering you?"
She looked at me for a moment before shaking her head. "No, and stop. I'm trying to think here."
"Because you're rubbing it as if it hurts," I continued.
She waved my response away. "It's just a muscle spasm. I didn't sleep good last night."
I watched her still.
"Is he a paranormal creature?" She lowered her lashes, continuing her thoughts aloud. "No, youwould sense them. And you've only sensed Edward."
My lashes lowered.
No, I did not only sense Edward. I sensed two other figures, as well, but none of them were Damien himself.
