Chapter 278. Crescendo

Proserpina

The man who had given us the directions was bundled into the car by Toth’s man, and we set off at a swift pace. I sat, clutching my hands, wringing them together.

Please, God, I prayed fervently, Please, let Lucien be safe.

For in my mind, I had no doubt whatsoever.

the old woman had Lucien in her clutches. The way she had looked at me, venom in her eyes when she heard my name, the vehemence of her reaction on overhearing the reason behind our asking questions; yes, I knew with all my heart that she had to be the one who had kept Lucien with herself for some reason in her crabbed, demented soul.

I was going to beg, to plead, to do anything and everything in my power to bring my lover out of this horrible situation alive.

Schwartz glanced at her.

His love for her remained as steadfast as ever, as his eyes gently caressed her taut white features. The plump mouth appeared to be pink from her having bitten her lips an