Excerpt Book IV – Part III

Elena Delange is back in London. What happens next, she did not see coming.

The room freezes. Every eye flicks to my silk blouse, where delicate streaks of gold crawl down from my breasts, catching the overhead light.

“You must be kidding me,” I snap. “Of all the moments, Tarmo.”

He’s not smirking, not gloating. His expression is haunted, reverent. “It started again the moment I saw you, Elena. I knew.”

The Boswell boys exchange wild-eyed looks. Mikhail slowly lowers his gun and mutters something in Russian, reverence mixing with fear.

Nobody speaks. I’m standing in my kitchen, blouse sticking with liquid magic, surrounded by a motley band of protectors and claimants, and all I really want is a cup of tea — or a black hole.

I square my shoulders, yank open the drawer for a towel, and shake my head.

“Well, gentlemen, welcome to the new normal. Someone put the kettle on, and do try not to shoot anyone until I figure out what sort of divine practical joke I’m living today.”

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