Chapters (65)
- Cover
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
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“Don’t presume to speak for other people,” said Betty. She looked at her husband. “She’s right, though. We’d have his eternal gratitude. A Demon on our side.”
“And another one wanting us dead,” Bill replied. “Astaroth has just given us a second chance – if we do this, he’ll pour his every resource into finding and punishing us.”
“He will,” Betty said. “But isn’t this just the kind of thing we’d do?”
Bill looked at her, and surprised Amber by bursting out laughing.
“Indeed it is, my love,” he said. “Indeed it is.”
Chapter 27
HER PARENTS REVERTED WHILE they waited for the Van der Valks to join them on Maple Street. Unlike Amber, their transformation did not rob them of their confidence or cruelty, and it only made them marginally less beautiful. They chatted to each other like they were the only people in the world. Amber was used to it.
Grant and Kirsty pulled up beside them, across the road from the impound lot. Amber, with Kelly’s dead weight dragging on the arm slung round her neck, watched them get out of the car, but they barely glanced at her.
“Why are you standing around?” Grant asked Bill. “Do you really like the cold weather that much? We’ve got a life of freedom ahead of us. Dump her in the trunk and let’s get to it.”
“We’re not handing her over,” said Bill.
“What are you talking about?” Kirsty asked. “Why not?”
“There’s another Shining Demon, Naberius, trapped underground. Amber here is about to get us the key to release him.”
“And then what?”
“Then … anything. Everything. The possibilities are endless.”
“You want to make a deal with this new Shining Demon? While the old Shining Demon is looking on? Astaroth will kill us all.”
“One of our demands will be that Naberius protect us from Astaroth’s anger.”
“His anger?” Grant said. “His anger? Is that what you’re calling it? You face someone’s anger if you cut them off in traffic. This is something more. This is biblical. We’re talking fury. We’re talking wrath. You want to betray Astaroth for, what, a better deal with a Demon we don’t even know? We don’t need a better deal. Astaroth will wipe the slate clean the moment we give Amber to the Hounds. No more debt. Do you understand what that means? One day, once we’re satisfied with the power we’ve accumulated, we could have children that we didn’t have to kill.”
Bill looked at his friend like he was something he’d stepped in. “Satisfied? When we’re satisfied? We’re never going to be satisfied, Grant. We’re always going to want more.”
“Grant and I want to start a real family,” Kirsty said.
Betty stared at them. “When did you decide this?” she asked, stepping forward. “In the last few days?”
“Last few weeks, actually.”