The time would come, though, when he would take that step, and when he did, he’d need help. His father’s help. One more reason I needed to figure out a way for us to break through to the living world. I owed Kris that much.

Now, finally, I’d earned myself some Kristof time.

I found Kris on his houseboat. He was reading in his narrow cabin bed. From the glasses perched halfway down his nose, I knew he was engrossed in something more serious than comic books. Of course, Kris didn’t need glasses; all of our physical infirmities are cured in death. But he’d been wearing reading glasses for about ten years before his death, so putting them on had become part of his study habits. Like eating, sleeping, even sex, there are things we continue to do as ghosts long after the need disappears.

I stood in the doorway a moment, watching him stretched out on the bed, pants gone, shirt unbuttoned, socks still on, as if he’d started getting undressed, then become distracted by his studies and forgotten to finish.

I cast a blur spell to sneak up on him. When I got to the end of the bed, I saw the title of the book he was reading. Traditional German Folklore. I hesitated just a moment, then leapt. Kris rolled to the side. I slammed onto the bed and got a mouthful of pillow.

“Saw me, huh?” I said as I lifted my head.

“The moment you stepped in the door.”

“Damn.” I pulled myself up and sat on the edge of the bed. “Reading up on Nixen?”

“I thought I’d fill in my own blanks, and maybe give you a hand at the same time.”

“You didn’t need to—”

He lifted a hand to stop my protest, but I beat him to it, pressing my fingers to his lips.

“I was going to say ‘You didn’t need to…but thank you.’ So what have you learned?”

He confirmed that Nixen, like all forms of cacodemon, thrived on chaos. “Thrived” might be the wrong word, implying that they needed it for survival. For cacodemons, chaos is like drugs or alcohol. They get a rush from it, and they’ll seek it out whenever they can. Some are addicted, but for most it’s a luxury, something to be indulged in sparingly.

He also discovered that Nixen share a couple of common demonic powers. One, they can teleport. Second, like most demons, Nixen possess superhuman strength. Given what the Fates had said, I was certain the Nix could still teleport. As for superhuman strength…I was definitely adding that to my list of things to ask them about.

“Great stuff.” I leaned over him. “I owe you.”

“And you can repay me by satisfying my curiosity. What happened after the hospital?”

I didn’t get past the part about my epic battle with Janah before he laughed.