Delphine paused for a moment, then tried to push Cassius Turner away. That night, when they'd shared life and death, she felt an unprecedented calmness from Cassius—the same kind of calmness she'd once felt with Magnus Leclair. She didn't know whether it was an illusion born of desperation or if Wilbur Turner carried certain traits of Magnus.
She liked this feeling of an old, familiar friend, but as soon as it involved reality—like visiting the Land Family—her heart became exceptionally clear: it wasn't the right time yet.
Delphine was about to politely decline when the headlights ahead suddenly blared brightly. A black Bentley charged toward them like a runaway stallion.
