Chapter Forty Four
“Alrighty. What have you gotten out of him?” I ask my grandparents, walking into the dungeon. The rest of my work day went fairly well, but I’m glad to be here for at least some of the action. I’m stressed out, making me want to get out my anger. And this is a perfect outlet.
“He won’t say s**t. Says he’ll only talk to you. He had a Witch enchant him that he could only divulge information to you, so our torture has been for fun.” My grandma says.
Jesus Christ, sometimes my grandparents seriously scare me.
“Where’s baby Belle?”
“Upstairs taking a nap.”
I bite my lip. I could send my grandma off with her, but I feel like I always do that. The best case scenario would be for me to take Bella out for ice cream, or something of the sort, but I can’t since George will
