บท 189: Chapter 189: Tallah

Maybe I should have been hurt Max left me to my own business, but I knew him better than that. He departed for the Stronghold without a word and minus judgment, so I took his lack of comment on face value and did what I had to do.

I didn't bother trying to locate the Brotherhood or their leader. I didn't need to. I had a different goal in mind. If Jean Marc Dumont was in cahoots with Tallah, I wouldn't have to go looking.

Believe me, after I was done with her she'd take me right to him.

The familiar beach welcomed me, though I knew the Hensley power wasn't so kind, pushing through the barriers Tallah set up around her coven house while the Pacific Ocean washed its way against the shoreline.

I could have just opened the veil in the kitchen/living room combo. I could have shown up without warning and grabbed Tallah, choking her like the vermin she was. Could have. Didn't. Because the perverse and furious part of me wanted her to know I was coming.