The Woman From Hell

I arrived at his door, and it was shut tight. I peered in, wondering if anyone was around.

After pressing the doorbell, I stood outside and waited.

Not long after, the door opened.

Neil was a little surprised to see me. "Wanda?"

"Hello, are you free now?"

I was a little embarrassed to be showing up at his door for help after not seeing him for a few days.

However, Neil was as friendly as usual. "Of course. Come on in."

He led me in and said, "I haven't seen you these past few days. Did something happen?"

"Not really. I was just staying over at a friend's place."

"Is that so? Please, have a drink." He poured me a glass of water.

sip of water while I

but was hesitating. He then asked, "If you have anything to ask, let's hear it. There's

talk about the Yards last time. You're quite familiar

with Old Master Yard, after all. I think I told you

a few times, hesitating slightly before I continued, "Do you... I wonder if you know about the relationship between the Yards and the Zekes?" My voice had become softer when I reached the end. I wondered if Neil would suspect my motives with the way I asked. Neil's brows actually furrowed when he heard my question. He began scrutinizing me. "Why are you so interested in the Yards? Are you somehow

recently gone up

other families to deal with them. I heard the Zekes are the Yards' biggest opponent. I want to understand what happened between them but can't find anything on the internet. I recall you talking in detail about the Yards last time, so I thought I'd try asking you. I wonder

Neil, but

I recall my father saying that the man John Lovere who Millicent knew was

Huh....

was the young

was still

the news having

slightly as my mind

wrong?" Neil pushed me

and hurriedly shook my head. "It's nothing. I just thought it was

mentioned it, I wouldn't have known either. I reckon Old Master Yard probably doesn't know about this too." "He doesn't?" I frowned. "Does he

never shown his face after returning to the family. He also changed his name. He probably doesn't