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Chapters (81)
  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

“The third lamb was insurance,” Lethe said. “We only get one shot at this, Mr Memphis. One shot to bring Abyssinia back to life. Do you really want to risk running out of life force? The third lamb is as important as the first two.” He looked around. “Where is the good doctor?”

“I’m here,” said Melior, from the third tier. They looked up.

“We’re one Neoteric short, Doctor Melior,” said Lethe. “We need another name from you.”

“I … I don’t have one,” said Melior. “The three names I gave you have very specific energy patterns. They’re the only three I know of.”

“I don’t believe you, Doctor. You can find these people by sight. I don’t believe you’ve only ever spotted three who possess this specific pattern.”

“I’d need to search,” said Melior. “I’d need time.”

“Time is what we do not have. Time is what your husband does not have.”

Melior shook his head. “You won’t kill him. If you kill him, I won’t help you.”

“We don’t have to kill him, Doctor. We can blind him. We can pull out his teeth. We can cut off his hands and hobble his legs. You’ll still get him back. But he will not be the man you knew. So I ask you for the last time – give us the name of a new little lamb.”

Cadaverous watched the emotions flickering across Melior’s face, too many to keep track of. He’d never been that good at spotting emotions anyway. Apart from fear. He’d always been good at spotting fear.

“I … I know one,” Melior said. “She’s got the pattern we need. It’s different from the others, but it’d do. I think it’d work.”

“That is wonderful news,” said Lethe. “A name, Doctor.”

Melior wet his lips. “Valkyrie,” he said softly. “Valkyrie Cain.”

57

Valkyrie dropped Xena off at Grimwood. She fed her and locked up and on her way back she passed through Haggard. She had no intention of heading up towards the pier, but found herself indicating left at the traffic lights anyway. She dampened her thoughts. The light turned green and she followed the road past Gilmartin’s Bar and Angelo’s Takeaway, then a small pharmacy that hadn’t been there five years ago. The row of houses on her left gave way to a wall, and the wall tracked the road and then opened up to the harbour. Gentle waves played with the small boats and the line of orange buoys on their approach to the crescent beach. She turned right, went up the slight hill, pulled in and looked across the road to the house she’d grown up in.