HABITS

DANTE

“I would have offered you a drink, but if I recall you claim to not drink?” Raizel rounded the corner, his back turned to us, as he poured himself the human poison. Turning to face us, he mixed the glass between his fingers, and gulped down on the burning liquid. Raizel was a heavy drinker, and soon that one tiny glass would turn to four.

The club was empty, save for a few members of La Casa Blanche who eyed Zander and I suspiciously. I scanned them, trying to see if I could pin point who exactly could be Coral and Zane but none of them matched the description Kira mentioned. A lot could change in seven years, but I was holding out hope that they were still here.

I instructed my guards to stand outside and secure the parameter. I didn’t trust Raizel one bit. He had tricks up his coat and I was surprised he was this calm even after I had disposed of two of his men. They were probably insignificant to him because he always did see people an