Slip Of Fate (Werelock Evolution Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
The dimly lit halls, which Alessandra explained constituted the basement area of Alex’s obviously palatial estate, were wide and tall enough for a truck to drive through. We passed a large, semi-cylindrical room, or perhaps foyer area, with even higher ceilings that were adorned with intricate stone carvings. It was here that Felix and his cronies were still being held, and with no less than about three dozen imposing men and several women standing guard. It seemed not only grossly superfluous, but also horribly cruel, as all three were completely subdued, kneeling with heads bowed, their mouths gagged. Despite what they had done to me, I couldn’t suppress the pity I felt. Felix in particular did not appear to be faring well. I was becoming more and more trepidatious about meeting the man of the house everyone so clearly feared and revered. Based on everything I’d heard about him since arriving, my mind had sketched an image of an intimidating, surly old mob boss—essentially a Portuguese-speaking version of The Godfather.
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