Chapter44
#Chapter44
A couple of hours later Sephora had fallen asleep or calmed her emotions down enough to allow Shadow to concentrate on his own wounds. He stayed in the bed staring up at the ceiling waiting. He couldn’t control Sephora to come with him or to demand his help instead he would focus on his own task, like finding the man who blew his car back home.
His mouth twitched at the memory. His ears listened and focused on scanning the area as he laid silently. His eyes jerked open as he grabbed his sword from under the bed walking out, back to the warehouse where he first started. Maybe the men left in a hurry that they made a mistake. He hoped. There was supposed to been a pickup of some sort coming later that day word from the streets.