Back at the compound, the baseline of a current number one hit rattling the walls, Io sneaked away to his bedroom. By himself, he pulled the yellowed, fragile piece of paper from his pocket. The deed to Blackstone Manor, what a beautiful sight. Io read over the flowing words, focusing on the part that read, To whomever holds this document holds the rights to Blackstone Manor, the estate and all that comes with it. There was a notary stamp and mumbo jumbo about it being a legally binding document. Just looking at the thing filled Io with excitement. Too bad he wouldn’t be able to pass it over to Cinder in private.
“If only.”
Io stashed the deed under his pillow, figuring it would be secure there while he cleaned up. Getting his mitts on the thing had been a dirty job and he didn’t want to
