The Last Illusion

VANCE’S POV

I go still. I already have the gist of it—she called me earlier this night, and she gave me the facts straight: my housekeeper had been moving sedated women through the servant tunnels in a hood.

One of them had a fresh knife wound. Agnes had drawn a blade on Cruz and called my fiancée a witch.

I stood in the cold outdoors with the phone pressed to my ear and felt the floor tilt under