assessment intrigued me.
“Traveling with him was really weird. He seldom responded to his own
name. And he’d go on bloodthirsty rants.”
“About what?”
She shrugged. “Some religious cult stuff. Also, getting revenge on the
LaSalles.”
My blood chilled. Once again, my family was at the heart of this.
“Who?” I asked, hoping for specifics.
“They’re sorcerers. A shady family of arms dealers down in the Indies.”
My mouth went dry as I thought of Casey’s weapons manufacturing
plant. It was wrong, but I knew they were good-hearted people. Weren’t
they?
The Viper looked like she might be getting ready to run, so I pivoted
around her. “Do you know what Kahanov is after now?”
She shook her head. “No idea.”
Lie.
I hissed. “You’re not telling the truth, Viper. I can tell. I know when the
truth is being hidden.”
It was actually part of my wolf senses, but it sounded good. I made the
shadows creep further up her body, and I felt my power sweep over her,
pushing her into compliance.
She squeezed her eyes shut. “Okay, okay! Stop it. I’ll tell you! But it’s
going to sound crazy. The freak came to me in a dream a week ago and
demanded help. I know it doesn’t make sense, but I swear it was real. He
warned me if I ever told anyone, I’d never wake up again.”
“I can make the same promise, right now. And you’re not dreaming. So
dish. What did he want?” I lengthened all the shadows of the alley until she
was isolated on a shrinking island of light.
“He wanted information on a thing called the Soul Knife.”
My heart leapt as the thrill of the chase rose again. Now we were getting