"She was a model," Voren explained, his eyes back on the ceiling. "That's actually how I crossed paths with Stanley in the first place.
He was the one I paid to keep tabs on her and make sure she stayed safe whenever she wasn't around me. He ran in those same circles, so it just made sense to handle it through him."
Seraphine took all that in without saying much. Stanley. Another link she hadn't known about before, another part of the picture she didn't realize she was right in the middle of. No wonder Voren had dodged her question earlier when she asked how they knew each other. It all tied back to another woman in his past, and a human one at that.
She kept turning the photo over in her mind. Coco James. A woman who had her face, her eyes, her hair dyed to match, living a life that basically revolved around Voren's hurt and everything he'd lost.
"Where is she now?"
