Donovan frowned and turned to the other side before continuing to snore away.
While he slept like a log, Queenie stayed wide awake and stared at the ceiling the entire night. Her mind was in a complete mess as faint images of Arielle’s face kept popping into her head.
***
Before heading back to the Maple Mansion, Vinson handed the bloodied dagger over to the deputy captain of the Specialized Forces.
“Get an analysis on the blood and check the global database for any information it has on this person.”
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