“She said that . . .” My voice falters. “That her killer walks. That you should find Nicodemus and bring her peace.” “Bring her peace?” I don’t know what more to say. His face is in agony. “But she killed the vampires,” he says. “I know.” “Does she mean the Humdrum?” “I don’t know.” “Tell me again.” I look back down at my notes. “Her killer walks, but Nicodemus knows. Find Nicodemus and bring her peace.” “Who’s Nicodemus?” Baz demands. Fierce and imperious, just like his mother. “She didn’t say.” “What else?” he asks. “Was there anything else?” “Well . . . she kissed me.” My hand jerks up, and
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