Chapter 18: The Elder's Demand
(Samantha's POV)
William Pierce drove silently as we made our way back to Blackwood Manor. The sleek car glided through the night, its engine barely audible.
"Thank you for the ride," I said, breaking the comfortable silence. "And please thank Hector again for his hospitality."
William nodded, his eyes remaining on the road. "Mr. Grayson was pleased to have you as his guest, Luna Reed."
The formal title made me wince slightly. I wasn't sure how much longer I'd hold that position.
As the car approached the manor gates, I reached into my purse and pulled out Hector's handkerchief. I'd washed it in his bathroom before leaving.
"Would you return this to Hector?" I asked, holding out the neatly folded square of fabric. "I've cleaned it, but I'm sure
