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
“Yes, we need to know that,” Gabriel said. “We also need to know what the sluagh meant when they said Olivia was theirs. The implication is that there is a mark. I looked for it on Olivia and—” He stopped short. “That is to say, I looked as best I could, on her arms and such, and I did not see it.”
“Do you know what it looks like?” Ricky asked Veronica.
“I do.”
“Can you check Liv?”
“Of course.”
—
“You aren’t marked,” Veronica said as she finished her examination in my bedroom and I began redressing. “If I sound less relieved about that than you’d expect, it’s only because the sluagh wouldn’t dare take a Matilda.”
“So they’re bluffing?”
“No,” Gabriel said from outside the closed door. “They simply don’t mean it in that way.”
“You can stop hovering and come in, Gabriel,” Veronica called. “She’s dressed. Though even if she wasn’t, I don’t think it’s anything you haven’t already seen.”
I looked over at her sharply. She chuckled. “It’s rather hard to miss the signs.”
“Great,” I muttered.
“The other elders aren’t as astute at reading those signs. You can buy yourself some time yet. I won’t spoil it.” She turned to Gabriel as he walked in. “Yes, you’re correct. If they said they have some hold over Liv, it means something other than the obvious.”
“I’d say that’s a relief,” I said. “But I suspect whatever they do mean, I’m not going to like it a whole lot more.”
“We will resolve this,” Veronica said. “We owe you that.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
The elders were letting us leave town, on the understanding we’d return at night. The next step was to speak to Ioan about the sluagh. I now suspected the local Cŵn Annwn had more dealings with them than Ioan was letting on. And I suspected one of those “dealings” might be a bargain made twenty-three years ago, to see human killers punished and a broken Matilda healed.
Ricky was about to make that call when Gabriel got one from the state police contact I’d set on Greg Kirkman’s trail. While Gabriel talked and jotted down dates and names, I typed them into a search engine.
“Greg Kirkman was being investigated for murder,” I said when he hung up. “Multiple murders.”
Ricky skimmed the articles on my screen. “He was a serial killer.”
Gabriel cleared his throat.