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for so many years? Not a place she wanted to go at the

moment.

Instead, she shrugged. “Somethingwas there. Soul

reaper’s the most likely answer. And the worst-case

scenario, isn’t it?”

Calliope was silent for a moment. “Yes, I’d say it is.”

Closing her eyes, Roxy pressed against her gritty

lids with her thumb and forefinger. “They want to bring

the dead back to life.” She dropped her hand and

glanced at Calliope. “Thatiswhat they want, right?

And we want to make certain the dead stay dead. So

I’d say that if a reaper has me in his sights, our odds of

success just dropped to the bottom of the toilet. I’d also

venture to guess that we’re onto something. Otherwise, why would they bother with me?”

“It wasn’t a soul reaper.” Calliope’s tone was uncharacteristically emphatic.

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“And you know this because…?”

“Because you sensed the being that was watching

you, and if it had been a reaper, you would never have

known he was there. Not unless he wanted you to.

They can practically move between molecules, disturbing nothing. Not air. Not sound. Not light. They are

there, but not there.”

Calliope wasn’t telling her anything she didn’t already know. And, as always, she wondered why Dagan

Krayl had let her see him all those years ago. Why he’d

saved her. Helped her. Why he’d let her live. She

couldn’t ask Calliope those questions. It would only

raise suspicion about her own loyalty to the Daughters

of Aset.

They’d wonder if she were a spy.