C8 Chapter 8

Anxiously Ellen stared at the door to the mausoleum. She remembered the young man who had visited her. The sorrow and fear in his warm, sincere eyes. “Help my protégé,” his gaze had told her. “Nataniel is my responsibility, and I can’t reach him. Only you can. Please be kind and help him!” Now Ellen regretted not having offered the young man his fare so that he could accompany her