Chapter 133

The Evening Before D-Day Ciara's POV “Joan,” I said, meeting her at the entrance, “I won’t be long, but I need you to stay with Wade. Our bedroom is at the top of the stairs, first door on the left. Vera drugged him, and he’s not himself right now. Please make sure he drinks as much water as possible, we need to flush the potion out of his system. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” “I never liked her,” Joan said bluntly as she headed to the fridge to grab something for Wade to drink. “She always had a thing for my son but couldn’t hide her hatred for Henry and me. If you need help dealing with her, just say the word. I’d be more than happy to assist.” I appreciated the offer more than she knew. If Joan were the one to end Vera, no one would question it. Honestly, that might be the best course of action, once we uncover everyone involved in this mess. With Wade now in good hands, I teleported back to Vera’s ruined cottage to speak with Alex. When I arrived, the sun had already dipped below