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291 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 1, 2020
A few vamps and werewolves goggled at us once Fred turned into the Soho streets. Word had already gone around: Emma Bellamy was back from the dead. I resisted the urge to wave at the few onlookers like I was the Queen, and kept my head down. ‘I can take you straight home, you know,’ Fred said. ‘You just died. I’m sure you can take the day off.’
I smiled.
‘Did you just tell the Lord of all vampires what to do?’
‘I did,’ I said serenely. ‘It’s for his own good.’
I didn’t think you’d talk to me.’
Devereau raised an eyebrow. ‘I have no reason to hide from the police.’
Yeah, right. ‘I heard the word “window” mentioned.’
‘Ah.’ He smirked. ‘Allegedly, when intruders appear we hold them out of the nearest window by their ankles to show them the error of their ways.’
‘Allegedly?’
‘Of course. Nobody who works for me would ever do such a thing. That would be against the law.’ Deverau Webb was a scary, scary man. It wasn’t his words that sent a chill through me, it was the mild-mannered way he said them.
‘We all have a capacity for evil,’ I said. ‘And for good.’It was perfectly timed and not only did Harper place that as a capstone, but it managed not to be didactic or over-heavy by the surrounding circumstance.