Chapter 82 - Cabalic visits
Scarlett stared down at the motionless bodies on the hallway floor. The Hallowed Cabal had made their move.
“There are more of them,” Fynn said, sniffing the air. He paused. “…They’re not guests, right?”
Scarlett shook her head. “They are not. There is no need to restrain yourself.”
It was them or her. She’d accepted that the last time the Cabal ambushed them. She wasn’t going to pull any punches.
But to think they’d actually attack the mansion itself this time. Even if it was temporary, this was still her freaking home.
A loud cry rang out further down the hallway.
Crap. Would they touch the staff? Most of them were in the mansion’s west wing, but that had sounded a lot like Molly…
“Come with me.” She started down the hallway in her nightgown. The cool night air flowed against her exposed legs as her bare feet touched the carpeted floor. But there wasn’t much to be done about that. This was no time for a wardrobe change.
They soon reached the corridor where Scarlett’s office was located. There they found Molly, the woman’s hand pressed against her chest as she stared at another black-clad body lying on the floor. The servant was one of the few who had a room in the mansion’s east wing, so that she could be of service when Scarlett needed it.
“M-My Lady!” Molly cried out when they approached. “I-I heard a loud sound! A-and then there was a b-body!”
“I took care of him on the way,” Fynn cut in from the side.
Scarlett glanced at him. Thank god she had recruited him. And thought of giving him a room close to hers.