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  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. Contents
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  77. Glossary
  78. Dramatis Personae
  79. Keep Reading …
  80. The Skulduggery Pleasant series
  81. About the Publisher

“If she knows. She mightn’t know.”

“How long has it been since they went out?”

“About four years.”

Valkyrie hesitated. “That’s … that’s a significantly long time, Omen. What age were they when they dated?”

“Like, ten.”

“And how long did this relationship last?”

“I can’t be sure but I think, maybe, a week.”

“And why – dear God, why – would October know where Byron might be now?”

Omen blinked. “I just … I mean, she’s our only lead.”

“She’s not a lead, Omen.”

“Really?”

“Unless they stayed really good friends and she knows all his secrets. Is that what happened?”

“Not as far as I know.”

“Then she’s not a lead.”

“Oh. I thought she was.”

“Do you have any other bright ideas?”

“I don’t. I’m really sorry.”

“It’s OK, Omen. Do you know where he lives?”

“Dublin. Somewhere in Dublin.”

“Dublin’s a big place.”

“Yes.”

“It’s not as big as some places, I’ll admit, but it’s bigger than some others.”

“I wish I could be more helpful.”

“Me too, Omen. You being more helpful would be a big advantage to us right now. But it’s fine. I’ll ask Miss Gnosis to find Byron’s home address, but I’ll need you to come with me, just so Byron knows I’m someone he can trust. Unless … does he hate me, too?”

“No,” Omen said quickly. “At least, I don’t think so. And Never doesn’t hate you, he just …”

“People are allowed to hate me. It’s OK.” She tapped her leg and Xena sprang up. “You stay here,” she told Omen. “When I have Byron’s address, I’ll call you. Have you heard from Temper?”

Omen nodded, and glanced at his watch. “He should be talking to his old friend right about now.”

55

Temper knocked on the door and a moment later it opened, and Tessa Mehrbano stood there, barefoot, in jeans and a T-shirt, and he gave her the look.

“Hey, baby,” he said.

She returned the look with one of her own. Less friendly. “You’ve got some nerve,” she said.

She walked back in and he followed her, closing the door behind him. The apartment hadn’t changed much since he’d been here last. “I couldn’t stay away,” he said. “The rest of them, I’d happily leave in the dust. But you? I’ve always had a special place in my heart for you, Tessa.”

“That right?” she asked, turning.

“It is.”

“That’s sweet.”

“Me all over.”

“You know what else is sweet?”

He smiled, walking closer. “I think I can remember.”

He leaned down for a kiss, but her hand closed around his throat.

“This,” she said. “This is going to be sweet.”