C17 Through the Eyes of Possession

“Have a seat,” Alvin said at last, gesturing faintly toward the chair across from him.

His tone softened, but the weight behind his words did not.

“You shouldn’t have abandoned your work at the Atelier. I’m aware things are quiet for you right now—Anthony isn’t around but that’s exactly why you should be careful.”

A sigh slipped out of him as he rubbed his temples