Chapter 87: A Missing Sun

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-ELENA- Sebastian LaCroix looks like a child at Christmas the moment we roll into his penthouse with the sarcophagus. I’ve felt uneasy about the box since we left Chinatown and his reaction only increases the feeling. I’m not a fool. I know LaCroix is up to something fishy. That’s why I took the initiative to catalog the sarcophagus with video and pictures and immediately sent them to Zip and Bryce with the order to decipher the hieroglyphics ASAP. “Excellent! Where did you find it?” The blond asks while coming over to stand in front of the golden sarcophagus. The Executioner lingers stoically behind LaCroix’s desk, never taking his red eyes off us. “The Sabbat were hiding it in a warehouse.” Eric lies, covering for his friend Ming Xiao. Though I suppose she really wouldn’t care if La

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