Back Haunted
Chapters (66)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Acknowledgments
  5. France / 1666
  6. Chapter 1
  7. Chapter 2
  8. Chapter 3
  9. Chapter 4
  10. Chapter 5
  11. Massachusetts / 1892
  12. Chapter 6
  13. Chapter 7
  14. Chapter 8
  15. Chapter 9
  16. San Francisco / 1927
  17. Chapter 10
  18. Chapter 11
  19. Chapter 12
  20. Chapter 13
  21. Chapter 14
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Cleveland / 1938
  24. Chapter 16
  25. Chapter 17
  26. Chapter 18
  27. Chapter 19
  28. Chapter 20
  29. Chapter 21
  30. Chapter 22
  31. Edinburgh / 1962
  32. Chapter 23
  33. Chapter 24
  34. Chapter 25
  35. Chapter 26
  36. Chapter 27
  37. Chapter 28
  38. Chapter 29
  39. Chapter 30
  40. Chapter 31
  41. Chapter 32
  42. Chapter 33
  43. Chapter 34
  44. Chapter 35
  45. Chapter 36
  46. Chapter 37
  47. Chapter 38
  48. Chapter 39
  49. Chapter 40
  50. Chapter 41
  51. Chapter 42
  52. Chapter 43
  53. Chapter 44
  54. Chapter 45
  55. Chapter 46
  56. Chapter 47
  57. Chapter 48
  58. Chapter 49
  59. Chapter 50
  60. Chapter 51
  61. Epilogue
  62. About the Author
  63. Preview of Broken
  64. Also by Kelley Armstrong
  65. Praise for Kelley Armstrong
  66. Copyright

“It has to be Paige,” Kris continued. “She’s right there, on the scene. She can get next to the Nix easily, without arousing suspicion. She’s a witch, which means Eve should be able to use her own spell-casting skills through her. And Eve knows Paige. Knows her well enough that she should be able to, temporarily, fool Savannah and Lucas.” Kris’s eyes met mine. “Because that’s what she’ll have to do. She can’t tell them what’s going on.”

I swallowed, then nodded. “Or I triple the chance that one of us will screw up, and the Nix will know something’s wrong. So I can’t…I can’t reveal myself to Savannah.”

“Are you going to be able to do that, Eve?” Trsiel asked softly.

I lifted my chin and looked at him. “If it means saving her from spending her life thinking she killed Paige and Lucas? Absolutely.”

Next we had to discuss a more detailed plan of action. As for the “killing Jaime and bringing her back to life” part, we were leaving that for now, knowing it was better to let me suss out the situation first, and build a plan of action on the fly rather than preplot when I didn’t yet know all the variables involved.

Instead, we discussed what could go wrong and backup plans. Although I knew CPR—having learned it when Savannah was young—I’d never had any opportunity to use it. Not that I’d never seen anyone in need of it, but, well, let’s just say I never felt inclined to reverse the process. I could try CPR with Jaime, but I’d also make sure that Lucas was close enough to help. As for whether Lucas knew CPR, that was a given. CPR, first aid, Heimlich maneuver—this was a guy who’d know it all. Saving people was his business.

It was far from a complete plan, but before we went a step further, we needed to subject it to the acid test.

“That might work,” the middle Fate said slowly.

“Might?”

“There are many variables to consider, Eve, not the least of which is the danger posed to Jaime’s life.”

“We—”

“You will take every precaution to avoid endangering her. Yes, I know that, and I believe that you will carry through with that intent. Given the danger the Nix poses to the living world, we have agreed that some slight risk to Jaime, however repugnant to us, is unavoidable. Even if you do nothing, and the Nix attacks Lucas and Paige, Jaime’s life would still be in danger, assuming they would fight back.”

“Good, so I can—”

“The other concern is that Trsiel may not be able to capture her.”

Trsiel stepped forward, eyes blazing. “I’m perfectly capable of doing that. I’ll be there, waiting, the whole time she’s on the other side.”