Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert)

Chapter 483

Rupert said flatly, "It's nothing."

...

By the time Sylvia got home, she was completely drained. She collapsed onto the couch, barely able to move, when Ms. Ward knocked on the door.

When Sylvia opened up, Ms. Ward walked in holding a steaming pot.

"Heard you come in, hon. I made you some bread pudding-your favorite, isn't it?"

Sylvia eyed Ms. Ward suspiciously. "How do you know that's my favorite?"

Ms. Ward froze for a second, then burst out laughing. "You told me last time you had a little too much wine. Lucky I remembered!"

Sylvia didn't think much of it. She was hungry anyway, rubbing her belly.

"I'll grab some bowls."

A few moments later, they each had a big bowl, eating until they felt warm and cozy all over.

Sylvia got up and brought out the rest of the wine she had stashed away.

Ms. Ward looked surprised. "Bread pudding and now more wine? You sure?"

Sylvia smiled as she poured. "Just a little to help me sleep. Long day. I want to turn in early."

"One glass, then."

"Deal."

it, they'd finished off the

her bedroom and flopped onto her bed. As

her sleep anymore-only alcohol could

dryly and closed her

time passed, but in a foggy haze, she

eyes, she realized she was being dragged into

she saw a man behind her a big guy, covered in tattoos, even strange symbols inked near his eyes. He looked dangerous, not someone you'd want to meet

she'd drunk too

struggled, but couldn't

hadn't noticed

He took

stove's knob carefully leaving her fingerprints

he hauled her back to the

watching through narrow slits as the man tipped

placed a folded piece of paper on the coffee

read

A suicide note.

as she realized what he

perfectly still, waiting for him to

the scene and left, Sylvia snapped

whole body was starting to

struggled to move, but

the empty bottles

she thought of Ms.