Chapter 136: information

"He paid Graham Hayes’s company a little visit. Put the fear of God in that sniveling weasel about his part in what happened to Elena. He gave up his contact." The blood boiled in Marcus's veins. He came to an abrupt halt, the world seeming to pivot and lurch around him as his father's meaning sank in like a lead weight. "And?" He fought to keep his voice steady, forcing the words through a throat gone sandpaper dry. "What did Hayes have to say for himself?" "The miserable coward admitted to selling information to the House of Night about Elena's lineage. Details about her being the granddaughter of that famous painter...the one behind 'Elena in the Wind.'" A red haze of fury clouded Marcus's vision as the pieces began clicking into place. His free hand clenched into a white-knuckled fist until he could feel the bones grinding together. "That's why they went after her," he growled, the realization like a fresh gut-punch of anguish. "That twisted cabal has been obsessed with acquir