Unknown to her, Rohan had not used any trick question; what he had asked was something his wife would never forget because it was important. There were five souls to take tomorrow from Rivercross, and this slip confirmed his suspicions and the words of his son and Rav.
"I see," Rohan said simply as he spat his cigar into the fireplace. He pulled his hand from his pocket, removed her hands from around his waist, and turned to face her. A humorless, dead smile played on his face as he tilted his head to the side, and in the same motion his hand shot up to wrap around her neck without giving her time to react.
"Rohan...!"
Cordelia's eyes went huge in astonishment, she had not expected him to suddenly seize her like that without warning.
