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A raven-haired woman sits at a small table in a park, her manicured nails tapping against the base of her wine glass when her phone rings out.

Her ice blue eyes shoot to the caller ID before she rolls them, picking the phone up and placing it to her ear.

"What." She speaks into her phone, an annoyance already deep in her tone.

"That's no way to greet your favourite brother, now is it Stasie?" A familiar voice replies.

"The last I heard, you killed one of my good friends. You've been demoted back to asshole. What do you want?"

"Can't a brother call up his little sister without being accused of wanting something?"

"I'm not in the mood for games, D."

There is a long pause and just as the woman's finger moves over the 'end call' button the man speaks again, quieter this time. "Katherine's back."

No reply comes so the man continues. "She was never in the tomb. She didn't die in 1864 and now she's back and screwing everything up."

The dark haired woman breathes in deeply before answering.

"I'll be there soon."

The line ends.

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