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Now, there was a picture I could get behind

I sipped soht’s Harpy attack Harpies don’t attack at randoet--usually to tor for the kill Who’d sent it after et rid of the competition? I didn’t think so Most olves preferred aaround and dealing with sorcerers wouldn’t occur to a olf Okay, so I had Sihtest excuse topicture a reality But I didn’t believe she’d sent the Harpy

No, if I were betting on as behind the attack, I’d put all my cash on Pryce

Pryce had lost his shadow demon, but he kne to conjure Harpies better than any sorcerer And he’d already tried so many times to kill me that he could list "attempted murder" under Hobbies on his résumé

In the weeks since Myrddin revived hiain Maybe that’s why the book kept showing me recent events Not for my benefit, of course, but to tauntof the de to killto conclusions, but I didn’t think so In February, I’d ruined his atte ready to try again, he’d want me out of the way

A hand pushed the door partway open and Juliet’s voice ca is such sweet sorrow" (Juliet loves to quote Shakespeare--she can hold entire conversations stringing together the Bard’s immortal words) The front door opened and closed A moment later, Juliet strolled into the kitchen She looked better--her eyes were bright and a pink flush colored her cheeks--except for the scowl that twisted her features Her expression didn’t match the flirtatious, ry," she said She yanked open the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of blood After du, she put it in the microwave and jabbed some buttons "See what I’m reduced to?" she demanded, as the microwave hu me a celery stick"

"I thought you liked Marvin"

Her mouth dropped open "Why ever would you think that?"

"‘Parting is such sweet sorrow’? Aren’t those words for a Romeo?"

"Please First of all, Romeo did not make my Top Ten Lovers list, not even for his century Second, I was not talking to that Marvin wor to Brad"

"Brad?" I thought about who else had been in the room "Don’t tell me you have a crush on one of those Goons"

"Crush--such a brutal word I prefer to say I have a…thirst for his

"So which Goon is Brad, the nor and muscular, the way Juliet liked her men

She rolled her eyes at my question Vampires don’t drink zoh those reani, it was for hot hu and carried it to the table, where she sat down across from me She took a sip and made a face "I don’t knohich is worse, stale blood or an anemic norm" She downed the rest of the blood, then wiped herto do about Sied to stop thinking about Simone for five whole minutes In a row

"How about I invite her over here on some pretense and you can help lowed "You could tell her we’re having a party and Kane is coets here--" She sht oing to beat up a city councilor" Julietfor Brad, but I didn’t want a visit from the Goons

"But you must She’s a olf If you don’t slap her down, she’ll think you’re weak She’ll think she can push you around"

"Let her try Anyway, I trust Kane"