Charles’s smile widened, twisted and terrifying. It didn’t reach his eyes, which were completely empty.

“You’re young and don’t know anything yet, I get it,” Charles said, like he’d just told a terrible joke. “Relax. Your time will come. You’ll figure it out on your own.”

Tessa’s mind raced. None of this made sense. Was he even sober?

“Cut the crap and the games. I’m not here to solve your pathetic little mystery,” she snapped, without hesitation.

Charles ...