Chapter 10 - The Promise in the Dark
Julian did not repeat the name.
He filed it away in a dark, quiet room in his mind—a room from which Derek Loss would never return.
He slowly stood up.
The black wool of his suit fell perfectly back into place, shedding the coldness of the floor.
He reached toward the glass shower door.
He pulled a thick, massive, plush white bathrobe from the heated silver rack.
He didn't hand it to her.
He stepped forward, unfolded the heavy cotton, and draped it gently over her shaking, bare shoulders.
The warmth of the fabric hit her skin like a physical barrier against the world.
He looked down at her.
"The dark doesn't get to touch you anymore."
He turned his back, walking out of the white marble room, pulling his phone from the inside pocket of his black suit jacket.
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He had a phone call to make.
And Derek Loss had a debt to pay.
