Bond looked at the beautiful day and smiled. And no man, not even Mr. Big, would have liked the expression on his face.
“Really?” Aunt Pol said. “Have you seen his grave? Have you opened the grave and seen his bones?
He liked murder. Murder and long walks had been two of his favorite things when he was younger.
So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals, human sacrifices, torturing? –
What none of them knew, of course, was that Carrie White was telekinetic.
The scraps of information she’d gathered knocked against each other, like balls in a pinball machine in one of the arcades on the front. Secrets drew her in every time – the unsaid.