Page 48 of Sins of the Heart

---

you saw him, and when.”

Marin nodded wildly and she eased back, letting

him speak.

“Yeah. Okay, yeah,” he said, suddenly all cooperative. Guess he didn’t like her carving skills. He grimaced, pain lacing his features. “I seen that mark. Big

guy. Blond. He was in chains and that—” he jutted his

chin toward her mark “—was on his chest.”

Big guy. Blond.A chill skittered up her spine. Not

Dagan Krayl. She didn’t want it to be him.

Are you here to free me?She’d been so damned

naive.

No.

You gonna kill me, then?

This isn’t your night to die.

He hadn’t just let her live. He’d saved her life. He’d

given her hope. He’d inadvertently given her direction

when he warned her off the Daughters of Aset—a

warning she’d chosen to ignore. And he’d given her

EVE SILVER

57

enough money to build a life. So she didn’t want the

big, blond,deadreaper to be him.

“You saw the actual tattoo in the flesh, Marin? Saw

it on the guy’s chest?”

“Yeah. I did. Yeah.”

She leaned in nice and close, staring into his eyes.

“Saw him get skinned alive, or just watched the

video?”

Someone had used fucking YouTube to circulate a

video of a gloved hand wielding the blade that skinned

the reaper’s chest. YouTube had pulled the clip pretty

---