Chapter 32: Security

Valois smiled down at him, his hand sifting through Gunther’s hair. “The day that I saw you, you reached out to me. You didn’t know it at the time, nor was it a physical thing. But, in the Veil through which all magic works, you reached out and begged for help.” “I… I didn’t know […]

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Chapter 31: Enough

“Just a few questions, Mr Goth. Nick Fergus from the Sunset Valley Scoop. I found it very interesting that you’ve managed to dispose of two rich wives now. Any comment to make on that?” Gunther went cold. “What did you just say?” “One rich wife in the grave, the other in the nuthouse. Oh-so-convenient, wouldn’t […]

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Chapter 30: Out

“I had to come into work,” Gunther said quietly, realising he was probably wearing a hole in the rug. He sat down and sighed. “I… Shit, I don’t want to do this.” “Wait one moment and I will be there. I can all-but feel the tension bleeding off you down the line.” “I need some […]

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Chapter 29: Support

Natalie settled in one of the leather club chairs that normally housed visitors to DP Corporate, and waited while Gunther sank into the chair beside her. She’d never seen him like this before: slouched in a chair in casual clothes, the very picture of dejection. It was unsettling, and it brought out the fierce, protective […]

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