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"No!" Trsiel said. "We agreed--"
"You agreed what?" I said. "Are you telling me that after all this, you know another way?"
"No, I don't." He shot a scowl at the child Fate. "And neither does she."
"But the other one does," she said, chin lifting. "The second seeker."
"You mean the angel you sent the second time?" I began, then stopped. "No, it wasn't an angel, was it? It was a ghost. A man named Dachev. You sent him after the Nix and he caught her. Then she cut a deal, persuaded him to join her instead of turning her in."
The youngest Fate's mouth opened, but her middle sister took over before she could confirm it. I didn't need that confirmation, though. One look at Trsiel's face, and I knew I'd put the pieces in the right place.
I continued, "And if he wasn't an angel, then he must have managed to separate the Nix's spirit from her body without a Sword of Judgment. How?"
The Fate shook her head. "We don't know, Eve. We only know that he did...and that things became much worse after that."
"A problem some of us foresaw," Trsiel said.
The Fate nodded. "Yes, Trsiel. We should have listened to those with a better understanding of such matters. We made a mistake, and we have paid for it."
"Such matters..." I said. "You mean evil. This Dachev, the Nix didn't tempt him into a partnership, did she? It was his idea." I looked up at her. "Send a killer to catch a killer...and I'm not the first killer you've sent."
39
IT SEEMS THAT AFTER JANAH'S SANITY-BUSTING BRUSH with the Nix, the Fates had decided that they needed a bounty-hunter with a better understanding of the Nix's mind. So they'd reached into their darkest hell dimension, and plucked out a likely candidate, a supernatural serial killer who'd expressed contrition and remorse for his crimes. Andrei Dachev.
They then struck a deal with Dachev. If he caught the Nix for them, he would be rewarded. Not by becoming an angel--that was never an option. Instead, he would be transferred to a medium-security afterlife, one worse than my own but much better than his hell dimension. A fine and fair deal. Unfortunately, once freed, he took it upon himself to renegotiate...without consulting the Fates.
Like me, he had been assigned an angel liaison--not Trsiel, but another of the full-bloods. It had taken him all of two days to ditch the guardian and strike out on his own. Of course, he'd been bright enough not to just cut and run, probably because the Fates had been bright enough to fit him with the mystical equivalent of an anklet tracking device. Instead, he'd proven to them that he worked better on his own. When he needed an angel, he'd call. Until then, he'd report back daily with updates. After four months, he caught up with the Nix. Only he didn't call for backup. He separated her from her partner's body all by himself. Then, rather than drag his prize back to the Fates and collect his reward, he cut a new deal...with the Nix.
"Okay," I said when the middle Fate finished her explanation. "So he's still in this serial-killer hell, right? I mean, he hasn't, you know...escaped."
"No, Eve. Our security isn't that poor. The Nix was--"
"A special case. Yeah, I know. But if this guy's still down there, what are we waiting for? Throw open the gates to hell, 'cause I'm coming in."
"That's a very, uh, noble sentiment, Eve," Trsiel began.
"Noble, my ass. I just want to see this bitch's face when I rip her out of Jaime's body."
A soft chuckle from Kristof.
Trsiel shook his head. "It's not that easy--"
"Yeah, I know,
this guy's a killer, and he's in a hell dimension, but I didn't lead a sheltered life. If this guy knows how to catch the Nix, I'll get it out of him. I know how to reason with guys like that. If I can't, I'll kick his ass from hell to Honolulu."
Kris grinned. "And I'll be there to help...in the persuasion phase." He shot the grin my way. "If it comes down to ass-kicking, I'll just watch."
The Fate let out a heartfelt sigh and shook her head.
"Great plan," Trsiel said. "One small problem."
"What?" I said.
"He lies."
"Huh?"
