Page 237 of Sins of the Heart

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That was a lie.

He had left her behind, but he had never forgotten

her. No matter how hard he’d tried to bury any thought

of her, she’d crept up on him at times in a sort of weird

waking dream; at least, that’s what he thought it was.

Even though soul reapers didn’t dream.

There was wakefulness and there was the sheer

blackness of sleep. Yet over the years she had come to

him, usually naked and hungry, sometimes clothed and

sated, laughing, sparkling, slipping into his thoughts

uninvited.

He’d asked his brothers in a subtle, offhand way if

they’d ever experienced the same. They hadn’t. They’d

had no clue what he was describing, so he’d let it drop.

And she’d kept coming.

No one else. Only her.

“By the by, any idea what Xaphan’s concubines

were doing here?” Alastor asked.

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“Looking for marshmallows,” Roxy offered at the

same time Dagan shot her a look and said, “Looking

for information.”

He wanted her quiet. The less attention Gahiji paid

her, the better. She seemed to get the message because

she didn’t say anything more.

“I sent Mal to meet with them,” he said. “They were

asking questions about a mortal named Frank Marin.”

He sensed Gahiji’s attention sharpen. He’d been

there when Sutekh bid Dagan to collect on the debt Joe

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