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slowly consumed her in the months that followed. A

sickness he’d left her to face alone. Confused. Completely unprepared.

She ground the memory to dust.

“No, please, we’re not done,” Marin blubbered.

“Don’t kill me. Please don’t kill me.” He jerked so

hard the cuffs cut deep into his wrist, leaving raw abrasions. “I have more. I can tell you about the soul

reaper.”

Roxy tapped the tip of the knife against his cheek.

“Go on,” she urged.

“The dead reaper—”

She waited, and when he just squirmed and shook,

she made a sound of frustration and nicked his other

cheek so he had twin oozing cuts.

He squawked and blurted, “Not just any reaper.

Sutekh’s son. The dead reaper was one of Sutekh’s

four sons.”

Roxy felt as if she’d been slammed in the head

with a brick. Who the hell had enough power—or the

brass balls—to take down not just a soul reaper but

Sutekh’s son?

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“That’s good, right? That’s good information. You

didn’t know that, did you?” Marin babbled. “You’ll let

me loose now.” He jiggled the cuffs. “Let me loose.”

Keeping her expression ruthlessly neutral, Roxy

slid the phone on the nightstand closer to the bed and

lifted the receiver to make certain there was a dial

tone. The dead reaper was Sutekh’s son. Sutekh’s

fucking son. She needed time to wrap her head

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