01-10-2022, 12:43 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-10-2022, 12:46 PM by Zechariah Meijer.)
Darius’ back was to him. He figured a guy like Darius just lived in an overcrowded hovel in between the maids’ sweeps.
Curiosity still got the better of him. Zechariah craned his neck to catch a covert peep in … only to come nose-to-nose with a dead fox. Zechariah blinked slowly, stepped back, then turned around to get a better look. Ah. There was another stuffed dead thing on top of a stuffed dead thing, and with a little halo to boot.
His eyes slid up to Darius when he announced his find, though it riveted to the life-size portrait of some nude model he wondered about the current dead-or-alive status of.
Sadly for him, he would not realize that this was the same woman blackmailing him later on.
Was this Carrington capable of murder, too? The fox’s glassy eyes stared back at them.
Probably.
“To the parlor,” he answered easily.
After all, if he routed out all the homicidal clients? He would hardly be able to afford that cabin.
Curiosity still got the better of him. Zechariah craned his neck to catch a covert peep in … only to come nose-to-nose with a dead fox. Zechariah blinked slowly, stepped back, then turned around to get a better look. Ah. There was another stuffed dead thing on top of a stuffed dead thing, and with a little halo to boot.
His eyes slid up to Darius when he announced his find, though it riveted to the life-size portrait of some nude model he wondered about the current dead-or-alive status of.
Sadly for him, he would not realize that this was the same woman blackmailing him later on.
Was this Carrington capable of murder, too? The fox’s glassy eyes stared back at them.
Probably.
“To the parlor,” he answered easily.
After all, if he routed out all the homicidal clients? He would hardly be able to afford that cabin.
