Chapters (65)
- Cover
- Other Titles
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Dedication
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CAPRICIOUS
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- IN THE CARDS
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- LOVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- PHONE ISSUES
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- BONDING
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- SACRILEGE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- DEATH BY HELL-BIRD
- THE DARKNESS
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- FINALLY
- THE PACT
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- About the Author
“No, it’s fine. I said it was fine, right? Told you both it was absolutely fine. So it is.” He shoved his hands in his pockets, still staring at the discarded clothing. “Yep, just fine.”
I pulled the parlor door shut. “The last time we spoke, Gabriel and I hadn’t—”
“No, I get it. There was nothing to tell six hours ago. And now there is.”
“I’ll get you a beer. We do have things we need to talk about. I could really use your help getting answers from Ioan, especially about the sluagh. I think he might have—”
“Actually, you know what? I’m going to skip the drink. It’s been a long day. Long flight, too. I should have just driven out in the morning. I’ll get some sleep, come back in the morning, and we can talk.”
He didn’t give us time to respond. Just turned on his heel and walked out the front door. Lloergan gave a sharp bark of alarm and raced to the door. I put my hand on the knob, but Gabriel laid his on mine, and when I looked over, he shook his head and then nodded at the hound. Open the door and Lloergan would take off after him, and I wasn’t even sure Ricky would notice.
“Distract her, please,” I said. “I’ll go out the back—”
The roar of the Harley’s motor cut me short. I hurried into the parlor, but before I could get to the window, tires squealed as the bike tore off.
—
I stood at the parlor window, listening until I couldn’t hear the motorcycle, until I was sure it was gone, sure Ricky was gone. Lloergan whined beside me. I laid my hand on her head.
“I’m sorry, girl. We’ll take you home as soon as we can. He’s just…busy.”
She lumbered off to lie by the fireplace. I turned to Gabriel, standing behind me.
“It wasn’t ever going to work, was it?” I didn’t wait for an answer, just thumped down on the sofa. “We were fooling ourselves. Thinking we were better than them, smarter than them. Bullshit. The truth is that it can’t work. Someone’s going to get hurt.”
Gabriel lowered himself beside me. “Not just someone. Everyone.”
“But mostly him.”
“Yes, mostly him.”
Tears welled. “He doesn’t deserve it. He did absolutely nothing wrong.”
Silence stretched through long minutes. Then Gabriel said, his voice low, “If you realize you’ve made a mistake, I’m not going to pretend I’m fine with that. But I would understand. This was the only way for you to know.”
“The only mistake I made was in thinking we might be able to work past it. And now…”
“He needs time.”