*Sasha*

I stood with my back almost flush against the office door, cautious of approaching this new and apoplectic Lucas. I’d seen him angry, of course. But this? This was bad.

“Come. Here.” Lucas’s tone brooked no argument.

I swallowed and made my feet shuffle forward. He was probably still angry. I was insisting the temple under the library site was evil, making the whole project site evil. I imagined it was enough of a ...