Chapter 171

Hael’s P.O.V.

We had just pulled into the paved driveway of the cabin when Violet’s head snapped up. She scanned our surroundings twice, lingering on the dense forest with trees so tightly packed together that it was near impossible to see through. Their canopies hung low, only adding to the feeling of absolute privacy.

I steered her down the driveway, and onto the porch. Cole and Marcel followed close behind. The newly reinforced front door unlocked with a loud click and opened to reveal the living room with its rustic brick fireplace and plaid sofa.

The scent of charred wood hung in the air, and I uttered a silent thank you to Cole for cleaning the place after torturing the fucker who poisoned Olive’s brother.

Just as I began to think Violet might never notice Marcel, she stopped her search of the place and frowned.

With her head slightly tilted, she asked, “Why is Professor Langford here?”

I looked at the man in question, his dress shirt so caked with blood it looked more crimson t