What brings you to Eversea House, Moncrieffe?"Very polite the question, but strain pitched it nearly an octave higher than Ian's usual voice. His nostrils had flared; white lines made dents on either side of them."Opportunity," Moncrieffe said simply.And smiled the sort of smile that wolves do, when they have their prey neatly cornered.

-Julie Anne Long

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