. my biggest mistake was trusting you with my future, my happiness."With a deep sigh, he dropped his head, "No, maybe it wasn't trust, maybe it was ju...t laziness. I don't know right now." Raising his head up, his eyes cold and glaring into hers, "But, one thing I do know. That has end."Waving his right hand around to then point an index finger at his chest, "If all this has taught me anything, it's that from now on, I'm looking out for number one first."Holding up two fingers close to her face. Before Isabelle knew it she was guided into a car and driven away. *** Jean-Marie looked at the clock and worried. It was getting late and she hadn’t answered any of his calls. Usually things that didn’t go his way angered him, but in this case he felt more worry than anger. The office hadn’t been able to reach her or her father’s company either. Martin, the local assistant to Yusuf came in. ‘Sorry to keep you waiting, but he’s in a call with the office. Won’t be long though.’ ‘That’s okay.’. The building, they saw, was a large two story stone cottage with lots of storybook gingerbread ornamentation. "Cute," remarked Eithne, as they entered.Once inside, they were in a cozy little lobby area with oriental throw rugs scattered here and there, and antiques used as lobby furniture. Cian led Eithne up to the registration counter, and the woman standing there greeted them in a Slavic accent, "Welcome to Lovers' Hideout, I'm Ingrid. How can I help the two of you," she said with a genuinely. Too soon Edward began to see his destination, the great, thriving city of Washington D.C. To the human eye, the area appeared to be a bustling metropolis full of human activity, but Edward didn't have human eyes. He saw the world on both the mortal, and the supernatural levels. To him the city was a sprawling expanse of darkness. The darkness created by the Enemy's forces blanketed most of the downtown portion of D.C. and thick tendrils of darkness extended out from the central mass. From this.