Page 324 of Sins of the Heart
They have done slaughter
—The Egyptian Book of the Dead, Chapter 175
The Underworld, The Territory of Sutekh
MAL STOOD IN SUTEKH’S GREETING chamber. He’d been
about to head out the door for a run, when he’d felt dark
wisps of power prodding at the edges of his thoughts.
It had been almost two centuries since he’d learned to
completely block his father’s intrusions, but Sutekh
never got tired of trying. Mal had considered ignoring
the summons, but in the end, he set his iPod on the
shelf, opened a portal and headed for Sutekh’s realm.
The room was empty when he arrived. Typical. Send
him an urgent summons, then make him wait.
He sauntered past the rows of painted columns toward the open doors that led to the secluded garden.
He could smell the lotus blossoms, hear the trickle of
water from the pool. He got only as far as the chairs at
the far end of the room before he sensed his father’s
presence behind him.
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Turning, he grinned. “Top of the morning, Sutekh.
Nice hat.”
Today his father had chosen to don the guise of traditional Egyptian royalty. Over a long linen tunic he
wore a transparent robe that grazed his ankles. He was
youthful in appearance, barely past the flush of childhood. His olive skin was smooth and utterly hairless,
and he wore an elaborate gold headdress, inlaid with
glittering stones.
Shiny.
Mal itched to get his hands on those stones. He
knew a Topworld fence who could work wonders…
