“Is she one of Duradel’s students?”

Moldark nodded, “Ye—yes!”

“Who sent the girl to your house?”

“Caroline.”

Henry glanced towards Vincent’s now completely turned-to-ash body. “Raphael,” he called. “I want you to call Caroline. Tell her to come and see me with all the files about the student named Windward.”

Raphael bowed deeply but said nothing. Then he turned and left Henry alone with Moldark.

“Your wife said Lev blocked Vincent when he was about to suck the blood of this girl. What happened?”

Moldark took a handkerchief from the pocket of his shabby suit. He wiped the beads of sweat from his face as he recounted the story.

“Mr....