That was it. I had to talk to Sergio. Wrapping my fingers around the soap bottle I grabbed it and took it with me as I made my way down the stairs. "Sergio," I called before I made it down.

　　"What is it, Pet?"

　　I opened my mouth to answer but froze again. Now what was he doing? He'd set up an entire chessboard with intricate jeweled pieces that glittered blood red and a cool ice blue. A seat fit for royalty with its velvet plush sat waiting for me. "We're playing ...