Morgan. He's so angry. I know what he thinks of me, I heard him when he was delusional. I think my being here will hurt him more than help him."I know... honey. I don't envy you, considering what the next week probably holds. But you asked me for a way you could help him and this is the best way. Yes, Bree, he is angry. He's so angry that it's starting to affect both him and Shannon. I know he'll be mad at me but I can't just sit back and watch as I lose my son and granddaughter."I'll try, Mrs.. They are all drunks and hookers. Who cares about what happens to them?!That's not what I thought and when I first saw that picture I instantly fell in love with her. She seemed so young and beautiful to me. There was a sadness in those soft, sultry, brown eyes which should never be in eyes of somebody so young. She had been missing for a few days by the time the police notified the community at large and they had few if any leads. She just had to be alive somewhere. Maybe she took a holiday and. I stood frozen waiting for the bartender to make our drinks all the while feeling as though the entire lounge was focused on me. Thank god the bartender was a woman and although she was grinning from ear to ear she maintained her composure and treated me with respect. For this I gave her a very large tip and hastily made my way back to our table. The girls were giggling wildly as I returned with the drinks and so were a few others in the place. My face was red with embarrassment. We were almost. The acolyte had been instructed to approach Sister Calliope and pass on the summons and then return and wait at the entrance to the secret passage and bring whomever showed up before the Most Blessed Mother. The acolyte never knew that it was in fact Sister Calliope, she thought it was some type of code or something similar.Rachel explained what she required of Sister Calliope and the Nightshades. It was a two part requirement, separate but equally important. Queen Ariel needed to die in her.