Chapters (41)
- THEGOOD,THEBAD,AND THEUNDEAD
- Epigraph
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- An excerpt from the latest Rachel Morgan novel, The Undead Pool, on sale on February 25, 2014!
- Chapter 2
- E-book Extra
- E-book Extra
- E-book Extra
- E-book Extra
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Also by Kim Harrison
- About the Publisher
The clock above the sink said five minutes to two. I wasn’t sure how accurate it was. “Just do it!” I shouted. “It’s connected to Colorado’s atomic clock. It sends out a pulse at midnight their time to reset everything. The pulse will break the circle, just like an active phone line or gas pipe.”
“Oh… shit,” Nick said, his slack face going white.
“Damn you witch!” the demon shouted, furious. “I almost had you both!”
Nick was frantically working at his watch, his long fingers prying at the back. “Do you have a coin? I need a dime to get the back off.” His eyes were frightened as they jerked to the clock above the sink. His hand went into a pocket, searching.
“Give it here!” I exclaimed, snatching the watch. I threw it on the counter. Plucking the meat-tenderizing hammer from the rack above me, I swung.
“No!” Nick cried as pieces of watch went everywhere. “We had three minutes yet!”
I shrugged off his grip and beat at it. “You see!” I exclaimed, bringing the hammer down again and again. “You see how clever it is?” Adrenaline made my motions jerky as I brandished the wooden hammer at him. “It knew you had that watch. It was just waiting! That’s why it agreed to giving me a safe summoning!” With a cry of frustration, I threw the hammer at the demon. It hit the unseen wall of the circle and bounced back to clatter at my feet. There wasn’t much left of Nick’s watch but a bent back and shards of quartz.
Nick slumped against the counter, the fingers of one hand pressing into his forehead as he bowed his head. “I thought he wanted to teach me,” Nick whispered. “All those times, he was just trying to get me to keep him with me until the circle broke.”
He jumped as I touched his shoulder, staring at me with frightened eyes. Finally he was frightened. “Do you understand now?” I said bitterly. “It’s going to kill you. It’s going to kill you and take your soul. Tell me you won’t call it again. Please?”
Nick took a quick breath. He met my eyes, shaking his head. “I’ll be more careful,” he whispered.
Frustrated, I spun to the demon. “Get out of here like I told you to!” I shouted.