The Book of Blood Volume 2 New Murder in the Rue Morgue Part 5

The Book of Blood Volume 2 New Murder in the Rue Morgue Part 5

Back at the Quai de Bourbon Catherine and Lewis said nothing of the incident. A kind of barrier had appeared between them, forbidding contact on any level but the most trivial. There was no purpose in analysis, and none in regrets. Phillipe was dead. The past, their past together, was dead. This final chapter in their joint lives soured utterly everything that preceded it, so that no shared memory could be enjoyed without the pleasure being spoilt. Phillipe had died horribly, devouring his own flesh and blood, perhaps driven mad by a knowledge he possessed of his own guilt and depravity. No innocence, no history of joy could remain unstained by that fact. Silently they mourned the loss, not only of Phillipe, but of their own past. Lewis understood now Phillipe’s reluctance to live when there was such loss in the world. Solal rang. Breathless after his chase, but elated, he spoke in whispers to Lewis, clearly enjoying the excitement. “I’m at the Gare du Nord, and I’ve found out where our…