Her villa was simple on the outside, with ornate mahogany and black marble floors throughout the downstairs. I followed her into the backyard where A young man was already digging.
The young man looked up and grinned at them.
Henry’s heart jumped a few beats. He knew him, well knew of him. Dylan was one of Tegan’s oldest allies. They were rumored to have been married centuries ago.
“Your heart is beating to fast Henry.” She said. “Everything is alright. You are safe here.”
Milton placed the officer’s body into the hole.
Dylan moved fast covering the officer’s body with dirt, then stopped.
“Get back,” he said as the officer arose from his freshly dug grave.