"The hair could be a glamour, you know. It makes sense," she added, because in the end, it did more than them being related to the one they knew. The one she was literally talking about killing.

"But you're right. He's out of our life for now," she said, smiling. "And he own't ruin anything." Because she planned to kill him. Just like that. She had made the decision that he was going to die, and that was all that mattered to Draca.

"I guess it does. It really is an honor. Even I can admit that," she said, much more warmth to her tones than her words showed. "Come on then, Darling. We need to get a few things taken care of then."