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“So, about that information. What exactly was it

you wanted to know?” she asked, wondering if perhaps his questions would in themselves provide her

with some answers.

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One straight brow arched in question. “Why the

sudden urge to cooperate?”

“Figure I owe you.”

“For what?”

“You didn’t kill me last time we met—” that earned

her a snort of laughter “—and I hate being in anyone’s

debt.”

“Well, let’s set parameters, then,” he said. “An answer or two won’t clear your tab, but it’ll make a dent.”

“What—” She closed her mouth; she didn’t want to

know whatwouldclear her tab.

Reaching up, he dragged a pendant free of his

T-shirt and turned it to the light. The silver gleamed

against his skin. She saw an oval on a stem and a

crossbar. Wings. Horns.

She shook her head, stunned. The feelings that

slammed through her coalesced into a single shining

recollection: A woman leaning close, her face so

similar to Roxy’s own, tears glistening in her dark

brown eyes and leaving silvery tracks on her cheeks.

The smell of her hair, like herbs and flowers. The brush

of her lips on Roxy’s forehead.

The pendant resting on Dagan Krayl’s broad palm,

cradled by his long, elegant fingers was a match to the

one hanging around Roxy’s neck beneath her shirt and

a match to the symbol that was etched in her flesh, put

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