time, she would know.
“We must continue to trust each other, Djeserit.
There are only two mortals who know the truth of what
passed that night, the truth of the soul reaper’s death.
Only two. You and I.” Which gave them both foolproof
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protection against betrayal each by the other. “I cannot
sacrifice you without betraying my own involvement,
and the same holds true of you. It is a perfect failsafe,
yes?”
Had Djeserit possessed eyebrows, they would have
risen. As it was, her forehead creased in a series of horizontal lines. Then she laughed, the sound tinkling and
light, the only truly pretty thing about her. “Agreed.”
He smiled to hear her say it.
The only thing that could ever guarantee complete
protection for either one of them was not death of their
co-conspirator, but complete annihilation. There must
be no soul, no heart left to tell the tale.
How to accomplish Djeserit’s annihilation was quite
the conundrum.
CHAPTER TWELVE
YOU’RE GORGEOUS WHEN you’re stabbing things, Roxy
Tam.
Dagan thought she was gorgeous? Roxy hated the
little surge of pleasure his words evoked. Almost as
much as she hated the way her lips still tingled and her
pulse still raced. The taste of him was on her tongue,
and she wanted more.
“Fuck you,” she muttered.