Chapter 22

　　Andrew

　　"He Stole The Silver?"

　　The air in my study felt like it had been sucked out of a vacuum.

　　I stared at Lionel, my brain stuck on the word "dying" as if it were a foreign language I hadn't quite mastered.

　　I stood back up and walked back toward him.

　　"Explain," I commanded, my voice dr...