blocking the light of the bulb for an instant, leaving
her in shadow.
Was that what he wanted from her? A darksoul?
No. Because if he did, why bother to be nice?
Suddenly, everything slammed her at once. Everything she’d seen and heard. Impossible things. She
shook her head, shock setting in.
“Are you—” She couldn’t believe what she was
thinking here. What she was considering. But she
knew what she’d seen, and what she’d seen wasn’t
anything a normal man could do. She swallowed and
forced the question out. In for a penny, in for a pound.
“Are you human?”
He studied her, focused, intent. “No.”
Don’t ask the question if you don’t want to know the
answer. She swallowed. “What are you?”
He laughed, a sinful, dark sound. “Something else.”
CHAPTER THREE
You have your blood, O Aset
You have your power, O Aset
You have your magic, O Aset
—The Egyptian Book of the Dead, Chapter 156
Present day
Amarillo, Texas
NOT MUCH TO SEE IN THE SLASH of moonlight that cut
through the crack in the dusty curtains. Purple-andbrown paisley carpet. Brown-and-purple papered
walls. A low suspended ceiling.
Roxy Tam paused in the doorway of room 9 at the Tee
Pee Inn and looked back to check the empty parking lot.
If anyone saw her, they’d take her for a hooker. She’d
dressed the part with that in mind. Too much bronzer on