sifted through him. She could have. It was possible.
What if Gahijihadbeen the hunter after her mother?
If he had, then how had Roxy’s mom ended up in
Joe Marin’s collection?
Roxy swallowed, her eyes shimmering as she met
his gaze. “She’s dead, isn’t she? My mom?”
He didn’t have to kill her hope; he could lie. He almost did. Then he thought of the depth of that betrayal,
and he said, “Yes. She’s dead.”
“I knew that.” She blew out a breath and seemed to
deflate before his eyes. He felt her pain. This loss was
one he understood. Then she squared her shoulders
and let out a sharp exhale. “I knew she would have
come back if she could have.” Rage and hate glittered
in her eyes, and her words came harsh and fast. “Was
Gahiji the one who killed her?”
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“No.” Gahiji hadn’t done the deed, but had he
hunted Roxy’s mother? Had he brought her to her
murderer?
Why?
Alastor’s questions came back to him:…wouldn’t
he have had to practice on something weaker than a
soul reaper first? Shouldn’t there be something other
than human bones and body parts in the mix? Maybe
a lesser Underlord or a succubus?
Or a Daughter of Aset.
Click.The game board shifted, the players moved.
Gahiji’s game piece changed sides.
Dagan couldn’t be sure. Not yet. But he wasn’t surprised. A part of him had been suspecting this since the
