Chapter 228

Elodie’s POV

The heavy iron gates of the Vance estate sealed with a resonance that felt like a final punctuation mark on the era of the Rourkes.

As the latch clicked into place, the high-voltage perimeter fence hummed to life, a low-frequency buzz that I could feel in the fillings of my teeth.

Kiernan didn't storm into the foyer. He was still vibrating with a lethal energy, his charcoal-gray hoo