Seventy-Three
Prince Cadoc
I heard the explosion before I saw it. Arwen and I had gotten into my black, SUV. We were driving away from the shop. Colin was my driver that day, with James as security. Arwen let out a scream.
“What the f**k was that?” I demanded.
“The dress shop,” said Colin, his eyes wide with horror. “It’s been bombed.”
“f*****g Christ.” I got out of the car, ignoring my guards shouting at me to come back. Penelope had still been there. Long enough that something could have happened to her, and Mrs. Redford.
I ran down the street. The shop had completely collapsed. There were car alarms going off, and the whole street had been covered in a layer of white ash. It was the end of September, and it looked like winter had come early. The building was rubble, smok
