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She wouldn’t have to fight, after all.
In her head she saw a flash of an unusual rusty-red color. It was the color of the old car she’d seen parked behind the pub.
Echo whispered to Gideon, “Stop.”
He did, and then he turned to her, alert in a way only a cop can be. “What’s wrong? Are you having an episode? About to? What...?”
“I’ll get out here. This is a wide enough spot for you to turn around if you’re very careful.”
She leaned over the console and kissed him on the cheek. “You really do have to come back. I can’t wait to see Emma and Cassidy together.”
He paled, as if that thought had never occurred to him. “Good Lord...”
“We need to start planning a big family reunion. Your kids, Mercy’s, Dante’s, the whole crew.” Look out, world...
Echo collected her bag from the backseat, stepped aside and watched Gideon make his turn, and then she stood in the middle of the road waiting for the rest of her life to begin.
Maybe his magic was gone, but they remained connected in a primal way. To the soul, to the bone. In body and spirit. No one could ever take that from them.
He was coming for her, and apparently he wasn’t alone. Along the road, close to the ground, sparkling lights in many pastel colors appeared. They weren’t leading her to the stones, not this time. They were leading her home.
I love you, Ryder.
Suddenly her head was filled with his voice. Love you, too.
He’d heard her, understood and responded. He was not entirely without magic, after all.
Feet planted far apart and steady, duffel bag in hand, she whispered to the road—and the lights—ahead, “Come and get me.”
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Prologue
Europe, 1655
Strong hands closed over her shoulders, shaking her awake. Elena Durikken blinked her eyes open, but the darkness remained thick, impenetrable.
“Child, awaken. Quickly.”
