Chapter 77

My eyes roamed up to the voice and the cigarette dropped out of my mouth between the rocks. Vance was standing before me. Cigarette between his fingers, brought up to his lips. He was thinner, gaunt. A look in his eyes that said he was far away, a pain I saw when I came back from the Sanguis-Sect but then so much more. His hair was cut short and he was completely clean shaven. Getting up, I threw