Chapter 35: Devil at the Door

Keava POV

My plants were indeed dead. That was the first thing I noticed when I returned home, and then the pile of mail that I tripped over. My apartment looked as though I had been on an extended holiday when I had not even ventured that far out of the city.

Still, it was good to be back in my own apartment; it had that smell of home that always made me feel good after a long day.

I dumped my bags in my room and ...