me now, Eleanor. You are currently living in my guest room.”
Eleanor let out a sharp, animalistic shriek in horror. She gripped her head, her fingernails pressing into her scalp as the absolute finality of her total destruction crashed down upon her.
CHAPTER 6: THE SOVEREIGN’S LEDGER
Only the sound of the ragged, hitching gasps of Mother’s ragged breathing.
Two guards had already taken Preston Weller away, his expensive shoes scraping the floor as he was hauled down toward the service elevator to be turned over to the harbor precinct