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index finger against the cool metal “—on the outside
of anoldbasement door?”
“Looks like the bloke was planning to keep something in rather than keep it out.” Alastor shrugged. “But
you weren’t aware of that before you got here. So what
brought you here in the first place?”
“Two things.” Dagan slid the bolt. “First, the old
man offered up Joe Marin’s name. Time for payback.”
“And second?”
“The police report said the homeless guy couldn’t
describe his captor, but he offered vivid details of a silver pendant in the shape of an ankh. With wings. And
horns.”
Alastor gave a low whistle. “The dark mark.”
A mark the Daughters of Aset generally took care
to keep from prying mortal eyes.
“Same as the mark burned in the ground where
Lokan was killed.”
“One more reason to hate the Daughters of Aset.”
Dagan glanced at his brother, a little startled by his
vehemence. “I’m not ready to jump to conclusions at
this point. Could be someone playing on an old enmity.
Could be they weren’t involved at all.”
“Could be,” Alastor agreed, but Dagan wasn’t con-
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vinced he meant it. So for now, he kept his mouth shut
about the pendant he’d seen before.
He remembered it. Rememberedher.Smooth skin
the color of coffee, double cream. Brown-black ringlets tumbling over her shoulders and hanging halfway
down her back. Almond-tipped eyes, a unique shade of
bronze and green, bright with fire and fury.
