Sebastian's POV

There's been another murder.

We descend onto the tarmac and my assistant Myra is there like a lieutenant ready to deliver a status report. Truth be told, comparing my steadfast assistant to a soldier manages to tug me out of my brooding.

Aside: though I'll call anyone a liar if Gigi ever catches wind of this, but my sister is absolutely right. It isn't sometimes, might, maybe. I brood and I know it.

Myra is bundled in an ...