He brushed by Romeo, disappearing into the living room.
The door latched behind him.
Romeo thought of Vincent.
He thought of his promise to Chad to poison his time.
It had been poisoned.
Romeo made an excuse to check on him five minutes later, claiming he needed something vital from the living room.Chad tried to assist his make-believe search for a cooking book, but Romeo had growled, not too kindly, for him to stay put on the sofa.
He paused in the doorway before leaving the room, “I won’t let him win.”
“But—”
Romeo shut the door on Chad, cutting off his reply.
Chapter Fifteen
Two magpies pickedabout in the dirt outside.
The smaller songbirds, always so flighty and easily spooked, knocked the feeders, sprinkling seeds from above.
Romeo watched, stony-faced from the kitchen window.
A sight that had once filled him with such joy, only made him itch.
He waited for the raven to interrupt the harmony outside and cause chaos, but it didn’t make an appearance.
That should’ve been a relief, but it put Romeo on edge.
He didn’t believe the raven had gone, it merely waited somewhere in the shadows.
“Where the hell are you?”he murmured, beneath his breath.
He shook his head.The small birds took flight, and the magpies went with them.
