She knew that Chris’s reign on his temper was quite short, and she didn’t want Rosalie’s presence to cause him any discomfort. She walked up to...Rosalie, and politely drew her away to the balcony, which was empty. ‘Go away,’ Cassie hissed, her anger written clearly all over her face. ‘Why should I? James Quentin was my father’s business partner. I have a right to be here,’ Rosalie said, her voice icy and strangely triumphant. ‘Any right you had was revoked the minute you walked in here looking. I knew I had to get close enough to see what was going on but I did not want to get caught peeping either.I walked around the entire block to try and find out, if there was a way I could see into the house, and found an opening in the trees around the back, off the alley. I walked by it several times before going through it. I looked around to make sure I was not being watched and crept up to the house as closely as I could as I settled down in the bushes.I heard voices coming from the house. I. ’ ‘So you know what he said?’ ‘No, I just heard the sound of it – just natter-natter-natter-natter-natter-natter for like, three hours straight.’ ‘Whatever, he said he wanted to party a little before he had to go out on that big three-day scouting run…’ She sips her coffee, nodding. Green, green eyes sparkling. I wish my eye was as bright as… one of hers. ‘What did he say?’ ‘About what?’ ‘About me.’ She sips her coffee and says, ‘So you’re curious, now.’ ‘Gimmie a break, Anze,’ I sigh. The Lord moves in mysterious ways. So does the United States Government. I was recruited as a student of theology. I had thought of becoming a minister—I wasn’t even Orthodox at the time—but I became caught up in the study of the Word and in other ancient texts. My theology studies rapidly morphed into comparative religions. As such, when I graduated, I decided to get firsthand experience with the texts of other religions. I scheduled a journey around the world. I was fascinated with the.