EMMA
I walked towards them, not bothering to move quietly.
"Sister," I called. Vera's head whipped around and her lips curled at the sight of me.
"I couldn't help overhearing your conversation," I went on, trying to do away with the sarcastic edge in my voice.
"Maybe you can help me too. I have been having trouble sleeping lately. Please tell me just what you put in that drink you gave Xerxes so I can make it myself."
Vera said nothing, but her expression said just how much she despised me.
She had always hated me right from when we were kids. Still I had never imagined that her hatred of me could run so deep, deep enough for her to commit murder.
If Vera really had something to do with the attempt on my life, then she really had crossed the line this time.
Xavier had still not turned to regard me yet. He seemed to be steeling himself to do so. I saw his shoulders rise a little like he had just taken a deep breath, then he turned and fixed me with a brooding stare.
