After last night, from the moment Aliana left Karden until she landed in Astoria, she had not seen a single spirit, neither malevolent nor otherwise.
That fact unsettled her far more than it reassured her.
The last time she had experienced such an eerie calm, it had been followed by a full-blown attack, and she could not shake the feeling that history might repeat itself.
Nothing felt safe to her at the moment.
And that alone was enough to make her sit up abruptly on the sofa. She reached for her phone from the side table, which she had silenced earlier to escape Jacob's relentless calls and messages after her… rather bold declaration.
The man was truly beginning to test her patience, constantly insisting that partnering with Archon Group was a terrible decision.
As if that were not enough, he had started interfering in her personal life as well.
Going so far as to suggest that it was not too late for her to reconsider her so-called relationship with Gavriel.
