The people of the Blazing Flame sect always hid in the shadows; they would know if anyone approached the manor. Yet, on the surface, everyone thought this was just an ordinary manor.
The study room on the second floor still had its lights on. Noah Reyes sat behind the desk, leaning against the chair back, looking at Deon Myers, who stood before it. Noah's eyes were also pitch-black. When he stared at someone, his gaze was so deep it seemed like a bottomless pit, inscrutable. In fact, he and Glades Horne had a lot in common; no wonder they became rivals.
The news that Hansen Ruiz's wife had been poisoned and framed was the talk of the town.
