«Welcome, Haylee.»
«How do you know my name?»
«Because I'm your grandfather. I've been watching you over the years. I have been waiting for you for so long and now finally here you are at Blackbones. You have no power here, so let's avoid fightings.»
Byron was beside me, kneeling on the floor of that strange little office. We looked at each other confused out of the corner of our eye. One moment I was so happy, because the boy I had loved for half century had kissed me, and the next minute, we were on our knees in front of a man that creeped me out. It looked like an execution, and in a way it was.
«Samuel do what you have to.» said the man who had proclaimed himself as my grandfather.