Skin Game
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Pretty sure you know that she didnt, I said.
She shrugged one shoulder. The motion was absolutely eerie on her insectoid body. True. But I cannot imagine what else might compel a man like you to work for the likes of my husband.
Long story, I said. Now go away.
She shook her head. I cant do that, Im afraid. You have something I want. I want you to give it to me.
It would never work out for us, I said sadly. Id be too worried about you biting my head off afterward to live in the moment.
Dont flatter yourself, she said. Give the mortal to me. Make me take him from you and you will share his fate.
Who are you? Harvey asked in a shaking, bewildered voice. What on earth have I done to you?
Tessa clicked her tongue. Dont trouble yourself with such questions, little man. You wont have them for very much longer.
Oh, God, Harvey said.
Ill make you a deal, I said. Walk away and I wont call the Orkin man.
In reply she lifted an insect leg and hissed a word. A shaft of rotten-looking greenish light streaked toward my shield. I gritted my teeth and held it steady, turning back the attack, feeling the strain of holding the shield beginning to build.
This isnt a negotiation, she said. Youve already lost. Youre trapped, and you cant keep that shield up forever. Give him to me and I will grant you safe passage.
She was right, of course. I couldnt hold the shield forever, or even for long. The moment it dropped, she and her boys would cut loose with everything they had and that would be that. She might or might not be sincere about the offer of free passage, but if she was . . .
If she was, then this was my chance to derail Nicodemuss heist. If Tessa, one of Nicodemuss own circle, interfered and overpowered me, that wouldnt be my fault. I could end this mess and get out while still preserving Mabs reputation. Mab would applaud this solution.
And all I had to do was let Tessa kill Harvey.
No. I wasnt ready to hand over anyone to one of the monsters if I could help it. I might have made some bad choices along the way, but I wasnt that far gone. Besides, I couldnt trust her word anyway. She was just as likely to kill me for the fun of it as to let me walk away in one piece.
Why dont you go back to the roach motel you crawled out of? I replied.
She shook her head and sighed. Such a waste of potential. Then she turned her head to one of her minions and nodded. Take them both.
The gunmen did something I hadnt expected, at that pointthey dropped their weapons and started shucking out of their coats andjackets. As they did, they began to jerk and contort. Joints popped and flesh rippled. Their shirts distended as their shoulders hunched to inhuman proportions, and their faces stretched out into almost canine muzzles, teeth extending into fangs and tusks. Their hands thickened and lengthened, with long claws extending from their tips.
OhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGod, Harvey whispered, his breath coming in panicked gasps. What is that?
Ghouls, I said grimly. Strong, fast, hard to kill.
What are they going to do?
Rip through the walls, come at us from all sides, kill us, and eat us, I said.
And, in professional silence, the ghouls started ripping at the drywall on both sides of my defensive position in the doorway, to do exactly that.
Eighteen
Tearing through drywall is a surprisingly noisy process. It breaks with loud crunching, snapping noises. Ghouls have been known to claw their way through inches of stone mausoleum wall to get to a nice rotten corpse to eat, and they had very little trouble with drywall and wood, their claws and hunched shoulders ripping through it at a steady pace.
We had maybe sixty seconds, at most, before they would be romping through the wall and into the building on either side of us.
Theyre coming, Harvey gasped. Theyre going to get us. What do we do?
My own heart was beating a lot faster than it had been a moment ago. Ghouls were no joke. And a close, confined space like this was the worst possible situation in which a wizard could take them on. My spell-armored duster wouldnt be of much help when one of them was chewing on my head. It doesnt matter how many times youve faced danger. When your life is under threat and you know it, youre scared, end of story.
Fearreal, silvery, adrenaline-charged fearrocketed through me.
Um, I said, not panicking. We . . .
I was going to say back up. I really was. But Tessa was staring at me with a smug, gloating expression on her face, and I was suddenly infuriated. Tessa was special. The last time Id seen her, shed put a good man in the hospital for months and left him permanently maimed. It was a miracle, literally, that hed lived at all.
She hurt my friend.
The Winter surged up inside me in time with my rage, and I suddenly put a much higher priority on the fact that I still owed her for that.
Get behind me and stay close, I growled instead.
What? Harvey blurted.
I had the satisfaction of seeing Tessas gloating expression falter for a fraction of a second, tipped off by something in my face, maybe, before I dropped my shield, extended my staff in my right hand, called upon Winter, and snarled, Infriga!
She shrugged one shoulder. The motion was absolutely eerie on her insectoid body. True. But I cannot imagine what else might compel a man like you to work for the likes of my husband.
Long story, I said. Now go away.
She shook her head. I cant do that, Im afraid. You have something I want. I want you to give it to me.
It would never work out for us, I said sadly. Id be too worried about you biting my head off afterward to live in the moment.
Dont flatter yourself, she said. Give the mortal to me. Make me take him from you and you will share his fate.
Who are you? Harvey asked in a shaking, bewildered voice. What on earth have I done to you?
Tessa clicked her tongue. Dont trouble yourself with such questions, little man. You wont have them for very much longer.
Oh, God, Harvey said.
Ill make you a deal, I said. Walk away and I wont call the Orkin man.
In reply she lifted an insect leg and hissed a word. A shaft of rotten-looking greenish light streaked toward my shield. I gritted my teeth and held it steady, turning back the attack, feeling the strain of holding the shield beginning to build.
This isnt a negotiation, she said. Youve already lost. Youre trapped, and you cant keep that shield up forever. Give him to me and I will grant you safe passage.
She was right, of course. I couldnt hold the shield forever, or even for long. The moment it dropped, she and her boys would cut loose with everything they had and that would be that. She might or might not be sincere about the offer of free passage, but if she was . . .
If she was, then this was my chance to derail Nicodemuss heist. If Tessa, one of Nicodemuss own circle, interfered and overpowered me, that wouldnt be my fault. I could end this mess and get out while still preserving Mabs reputation. Mab would applaud this solution.
And all I had to do was let Tessa kill Harvey.
No. I wasnt ready to hand over anyone to one of the monsters if I could help it. I might have made some bad choices along the way, but I wasnt that far gone. Besides, I couldnt trust her word anyway. She was just as likely to kill me for the fun of it as to let me walk away in one piece.
Why dont you go back to the roach motel you crawled out of? I replied.
She shook her head and sighed. Such a waste of potential. Then she turned her head to one of her minions and nodded. Take them both.
The gunmen did something I hadnt expected, at that pointthey dropped their weapons and started shucking out of their coats andjackets. As they did, they began to jerk and contort. Joints popped and flesh rippled. Their shirts distended as their shoulders hunched to inhuman proportions, and their faces stretched out into almost canine muzzles, teeth extending into fangs and tusks. Their hands thickened and lengthened, with long claws extending from their tips.
OhmyGodOhmyGodOhmyGod, Harvey whispered, his breath coming in panicked gasps. What is that?
Ghouls, I said grimly. Strong, fast, hard to kill.
What are they going to do?
Rip through the walls, come at us from all sides, kill us, and eat us, I said.
And, in professional silence, the ghouls started ripping at the drywall on both sides of my defensive position in the doorway, to do exactly that.
Eighteen
Tearing through drywall is a surprisingly noisy process. It breaks with loud crunching, snapping noises. Ghouls have been known to claw their way through inches of stone mausoleum wall to get to a nice rotten corpse to eat, and they had very little trouble with drywall and wood, their claws and hunched shoulders ripping through it at a steady pace.
We had maybe sixty seconds, at most, before they would be romping through the wall and into the building on either side of us.
Theyre coming, Harvey gasped. Theyre going to get us. What do we do?
My own heart was beating a lot faster than it had been a moment ago. Ghouls were no joke. And a close, confined space like this was the worst possible situation in which a wizard could take them on. My spell-armored duster wouldnt be of much help when one of them was chewing on my head. It doesnt matter how many times youve faced danger. When your life is under threat and you know it, youre scared, end of story.
Fearreal, silvery, adrenaline-charged fearrocketed through me.
Um, I said, not panicking. We . . .
I was going to say back up. I really was. But Tessa was staring at me with a smug, gloating expression on her face, and I was suddenly infuriated. Tessa was special. The last time Id seen her, shed put a good man in the hospital for months and left him permanently maimed. It was a miracle, literally, that hed lived at all.
She hurt my friend.
The Winter surged up inside me in time with my rage, and I suddenly put a much higher priority on the fact that I still owed her for that.
Get behind me and stay close, I growled instead.
What? Harvey blurted.
I had the satisfaction of seeing Tessas gloating expression falter for a fraction of a second, tipped off by something in my face, maybe, before I dropped my shield, extended my staff in my right hand, called upon Winter, and snarled, Infriga!
