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Chapters (72)
  1. Chapter 1
  2. Chapter 2
  3. Chapter 3
  4. Chapter 4
  5. Chapter 5
  6. Chapter 6
  7. Chapter 7
  8. Chapter 8
  9. Chapter 9
  10. Chapter 10
  11. Chapter 11
  12. Chapter 12
  13. Chapter 13
  14. Chapter 14
  15. Chapter 15
  16. Chapter 16
  17. Chapter 17
  18. Chapter 18
  19. Chapter 19
  20. Chapter 20
  21. Chapter 21
  22. Chapter 22
  23. Chapter 23
  24. Chapter 24
  25. Chapter 25
  26. Chapter 26
  27. Chapter 27
  28. Chapter 28
  29. Chapter 29
  30. Chapter 30
  31. Chapter 31
  32. Chapter 32
  33. Chapter 33
  34. Chapter 34
  35. Chapter 35
  36. Chapter 36
  37. Chapter 37
  38. Chapter 38
  39. Chapter 39
  40. Chapter 40
  41. Chapter 41
  42. Chapter 42
  43. Chapter 43
  44. Chapter 44
  45. Chapter 45
  46. Chapter 46
  47. Chapter 47
  48. Chapter 48
  49. Chapter 49
  50. Chapter 50
  51. Chapter 51
  52. Chapter 52
  53. Chapter 53
  54. Chapter 54
  55. Chapter 55
  56. Chapter 56
  57. Chapter 57
  58. Chapter 58
  59. Chapter 59
  60. Chapter 60
  61. Chapter 61
  62. Chapter 62
  63. Chapter 63
  64. Chapter 64
  65. Chapter 65
  66. Chapter 66
  67. Epilogue
  68. Acknowledgments
  69. Extras
  70. Meet the Author
  71. Interview
  72. A Preview of "Shadow’s Edge"

For the same reason I’ve watched her from afar. Because I’m intoxicated by her.

“Not with me,” Elene said.

“You mean you’re a . . .” he was trying to sound snide, but he trailed off. Why was he trying to sound snide?

“A virgin? Yes,” she said, unembarrassed. “Are you?”

Kylar clenched his jaw. “I—look, there’s a killer here.”

Elene seemed about to comment about Kylar avoiding her question, then her look darkened as the joy leached out of it. “Two,” she said quietly.

“What?”

“Two killers.”

She meant him. Kylar nodded, again feeling a lump in his throat, and suddenly he was ashamed of what he was. “Yes, two. I saw Hu coming in, Elene. Is the Globe safe?”

He was watching her eyes. As expected, they darted to where she’d hidden it: the bottom of her closet.

“Yes,” she said. “It’s . . .” her voice died. “You’re going to steal it.”

“I’m sorry,” Kylar said.

“And now you know where I hid it. You set me up.”

She was naive, but she wasn’t stupid. “Yes.”

Anger built in her brown eyes. “Is there even an assassin, or was it all a lie?”

“There is one. I give you my word,” Kylar said, looking away.

“For all that’s worth.”

Ouch. “I am sorry, Elene, but I have to.”

“Why?”

“It’s hard to explain,” he said.

“I spent all day being embarrassed about everything I’d ever written to you. I spent all day feeling terrible how much you’d given for me. I didn’t even tell the guards you were coming because I thought—I thought . . . You’re a real piece of work, Kylar,” she said. “I guess Azoth really did die.”

Not like this. Not like this.

“I really do have to take it,” he said.

“I can’t let you do that,” she said.

“Elene, if you stay here, they’ll think you helped me. If Hu doesn’t kill you, the Jadwins might. They could throw you in the Maw. Elene, come with me. I couldn’t live with myself if they did that.”

“You’ll manage. Just take a new name. Throw money at whatever makes you feel guilty.”

“They’ll kill you!”

“I won’t repay good with evil.”

He was running out of time. He had to get out of here.

Kylar exhaled. So everything was going to go the worst possible way tonight. “Then I’m sorry for this,” he said, “but it’s to save you.”

“What is?” she asked.