Chapter 16
Five days agoLeo closed his eyes and rubbed at his forehead, not quite aware that the spot matched Maria's deep scar. He wished he could push a button and make everything and everyone slow down around him, then edit the scene like a movie.
The long, airy meeting room at the Transylvanian village inn was big enough for at least twenty people, more than twice the number sitting at the round table with him. High windows tilted open at the top lined three of the stone walls, the warm spring breeze at odds with the frozen thing in his chest.
"I'm sorry, Ana, I'm not following," Leo said to the woman next to him.
He'd known her more than half his life, but even she wasn't making sense to him right now. Everyone at the table had paper in front of them. Only Leo's was blank. Ana smi
