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Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Other Titles
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Dedication
  6. CHAPTER ONE
  7. CHAPTER TWO
  8. CHAPTER THREE
  9. CHAPTER FOUR
  10. CHAPTER FIVE
  11. CHAPTER SIX
  12. CAPRICIOUS
  13. CHAPTER SEVEN
  14. CHAPTER EIGHT
  15. CHAPTER NINE
  16. CHAPTER TEN
  17. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  18. CHAPTER TWELVE
  19. IN THE CARDS
  20. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  21. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  22. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  23. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  24. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  25. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  26. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY
  28. LOVE
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
  36. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
  37. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
  38. PHONE ISSUES
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY
  40. BONDING
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
  44. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
  45. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
  46. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
  47. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
  48. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
  49. SACRILEGE
  50. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
  51. CHAPTER FORTY
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
  53. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
  54. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
  55. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
  56. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
  57. DEATH BY HELL-BIRD
  58. THE DARKNESS
  59. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
  60. FINALLY
  61. THE PACT
  62. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
  63. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
  64. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
  65. About the Author

She was right. I would investigate Kirkman myself and leave my father out of it.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“The cabin has wi-fi,” Gabriel said as we passed through prison security. When I glanced over, he said, “You’re thinking of stopping at a coffee shop to research Greg Kirkman before we go to the cabin.”

“Actually, given that it’s an hour drive, I planned to do it on the way. Tether my laptop to my phone. But I’ll take you up on that offer of a mocha.”

His lips twitched. “I don’t believe I actually offered—”

“You implied it. Close enough.”

“Your mocha will be on me, Liv,” said a voice behind us. “I need to talk to you before you leave.”

The man approaching looked to be in his sixties, handsome, average height, with a build that belonged on a man half his age and a smooth charm that came from decades of experience. Or, in his case, centuries.

Ioan, leader of the local Cŵn Annwn. Also Ricky’s grandfather, though the only role he’d played in his son’s life was making sure Ricky’s father and grandmother never wanted for anything.

“Did you not get my message?” I said. I’d texted to say we’d changed our minds about speaking to him today and would meet up Monday.

“He did,” Gabriel murmured. “Or he wouldn’t be here. I presume you told him where we were?”

Damn. Yes, I said we had to visit Pamela before we headed out of town for the weekend.

“I won’t take much of your time,” Ioan said. “But you said it was about the sluagh, and that’s not something I can ignore. We need to speak and—” He looked around. “Where’s Lloergan?”

“With Rose. We were picking her up. Running errands with her in the backseat isn’t exactly respectful.”

“She wouldn’t mind, and in fact I’d suggest that she would prefer that. Gabriel? Why don’t you go fetch her, while I take Liv for coffee?”

“Fetch her?” I lifted my brows.

“A poor choice of words. I didn’t mean any offense. But the most efficient course of action—”

“—would not be to have him drive northwest to Cainsville, return to the city, and then drive northeast to our destination. Nice try, though.”

“I wasn’t…” Ioan didn’t finish. Unlike normal fae, the Huntsmen aren’t fond of lies and subterfuge, preferring old-fashioned charm and manipulation.

“We can spare an hour,” I said. “Then we’re taking the weekend off.”

“I’m not sure it will be that simple.”

“Talk fast.”

“I don’t mean the conversation, but rather the seriousness of—”

“These days, everything is serious. Everything is critically important and demands our immediate and complete attention. You know what’s critically important right now? Taking some time off.”