I lit the fireplace in the room across the hall for her, then headed to the room adjacent to Zevander’s. A cold breeze danced over my feet before I’d even opened the door, and when I stepped inside, the temperature nearly stole my breath. The windows had been knocked out, the curtains blowing in the breeze as rain pattered across the stony floor. “Absolutely not this room,” I muttered to myself.
Ummmm?! Sound the fuckin' alarm
