Alexandria

I couldn't recall the last time I'd been to Hamilton and Porter. It had been years ago, accompanying my mother as she signed something or did whatever it was they asked.

Similar to yesterday, we were all together as Clayton stopped the limousine in front of the beautifully constructed building in the heart of the historic district.

"This time I'm not letting you two go alone," Nox said.

"I don't want you to."

"I don't trust these ...