#Chapter 193: At the Mercy of Rogues

Third Person POV

The mysterious woman stood near the entrance of the room, her face shadowed. Vesper narrowed her eyes. There was something familiar about her—something in the way she spoke. It almost sounded as though she was disguising her voice.

That didn’t make sense. The woman was older than her by a fair bit. It wasn’t as if they had gone to school together or socialized in the same circles.