y body refused to move.

“Prey tell, butterfly, what are you doing here?” His voice was as vicious as his eyes and the golden orbs looked down at me with a teasing grin. Several thoughts ran across my mind and I looked around. Aloysius and Georgia were gone, and by the amusing look on his face, I doubt if he even hear them. Should I tell him? The thought vanished as soon as it came. He would never believe me and why should I? Why do I even care if someone was planning their demise?

Angling my head to look up at him I flinched as he grabbed my forearm...