“There’s a good little doll,” I hummed.
In response, she adjusted her body, and my cock throbbed in reaction. It wasn’t in my forte topraisebut it was in my forte to find whatever path would get me to the answers quickest. With her reactions to my talk of spilling blood, I wanted to see which would work best.
My cock, however, was simply hungry for pussy it hadn’t had in years. I ignored it for the time being and sat forward. “Do you know which branch he attends on Sunday service?”
She tapped her finger.
I could feel the excitement growing under my skin. With each answer she gave me, I inched closer to the end of the mission. To finally succeeding in what I had started years ago. “And do you know where the other branches are located?”
Her dark brows pulled together, and after a few seconds, she lifted her finger halfway.
I stared at her finger for a long time, considering my response. “Do you know if one is further than the rest?”
Another few seconds passed before she tapped her finger.
“Let’s say they are numbered 1 through 3,” I told her. “Three being the furthest. Which one do you believe he is most likely to attend?”
She tapped three times almost immediately.
My smile grew. It was time to pay the Judge a visit. “Do you know how many prolific people attend the Church of Daylight or any of the branches here in Seattle?”
She remained still, and I allowed her a few seconds to think before deciding that ‘no’ was her final answer.
“Have you visited those branches?”
There was a second where her fingers moved, her muscles in her arms twitching before she finally lifted her hand and gestured towards the book still sitting on the table.
My eyes fell to it, reading over the title, taking in the brown leather they had bound it in to make it look ancient and forever.
“Let me take a guess,” I hummed, pulling the book in front of me, “you’re not allowed to go anywhere else except for the church with Thomas and this house. Along with the auction and, just this year, the convention.”
She lowered her hand back to the table and tapped her finger.
But now that I was her betrothed and in high standing with Garrett Masters, some of these rules could be bent just enough for me to do what I needed to do.
“One last question tonight,” I said, finding her face again. “Do you know of Absolution?”
There was a slight hitch in her breath, and when she tapped her finger, I could see the slight tremble.
“Don’t worry, little sinner, you have not earned your way there. I’m just curious to know where it might be. It’s difficult to track, despite the information I have received. Do you know where it is located?”
She was as still as stone.
I didn’t think she would. Absolution was more of an idea to those who hadn’t visited. A story told in the dark to make sure the Favorites kept in line. “Do you know what happens there?”
She was still for a long time, but I could see a muscle in her neck twitching, as if she were thinking words she couldn’t speak.
After a few more seconds, I decided it was a no. Until I could push her to communicate more effectively, this would have to be what it was. “Do you know who transports the people there? Is there someone in each church?”
She was still.
My eyes narrowed. “Is it one person?”
She remained still.
“Do you know?”
She tapped her finger, and I straightened. I just wasn’t asking the right question yet.
