Agent of the Fae (Dark Fae FBI Book 4) by Alex Rivers & C.N. Crawford

Author:Alex Rivers & C.N. Crawford [Rivers, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-11-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

I slipped silently into the hall behind Siofra, and the reflection I passed through shimmered behind me. I quickly scanned the room, assessing the risks. I could see four jars full of the red material. Siofra held a fifth in her hand and, crouching, she placed it gently on the floor by one of the pillars. She muttered to herself—a low, angry mumble. Frankly, she sounded deranged.

She glanced at a hand mirror and nodded. When she touched the surface, it shimmered. She pulled another jar from the reflection.

I didn’t dare tackle her while she held explosive material in her hands. Instead, I moved quietly behind her, holding my breath, hoping she couldn’t hear the thunderous beating of my heart. As I moved closer, I could hear some of her words.

“She’ll see what happens… she’ll feel it in her skin… in the rocks buried in her marrow. They’ll all feel it… trapped. Everyone will die. No one will ever trap me again. Not me.” She approached another pillar, giggling, her laughter echoing hollowly off the ceiling. “Six geese a-laying… what comes next? Seven swans a-swimming? Eight pillars a-falling… Shouldn’t have trapped me…”

She crouched, gently laying the jar on the ground. My stomach clenched. This was the moment to strike—nothing in her hands but the mirror.

I lunged, and she whirled to look at me—gripping another, smaller jar. It glowed red in her palm.

Her eyes looked sunken in her pale face, and tattered clothes hung off her bony frame. She had a feverish look in her eyes.

“Hello, life stealer.” She lifted the jar high, making me freeze. “Move, and I drop this.”

“If you drop that, you die.” My breathing shallowed.

“You think I’m scared of death after what you did to me?” she shouted. “I’ll die happy, knowing you and your friends and your lover will suffocate in rubble. Or maybe I’ll shimmer away just in time.” She giggled. “It seems like poetic justice. You stole my life, I steal yours. You trap me, I trap you. I want to finish what I started when I killed your parents. My parents. I had to kill them,” she added defensively.

“What are you doing, Siofra? Working with the Seelie? Is that what the Rix would have really wanted?”

“Well… let’s ask him.” A line formed between her eyebrows. “Rix, would you want me to work with the Seelie?”

Silence reigned over the hall. Was she hallucinating?

She shook her head mournfully. “Why won’t he answer? Oh yeah. You killed him.”

“If you destroy this place, you’ll kill Grendel, the head of the Weala Broc Court. You’ll kill members of your own house, one the Rix—”

“Grendel can rot in Hell!” she spat. “After he’s gone, things will be much simpler.”

Okay. Wrong approach. I took a step closer, eyeing the jar. “Siofra—”

“Uh-uh!” She raised the jar a fraction higher. “One more step, and I’ll drop it, thief. You’re the profiler. Do I seem like I’m lying?”

Maybe she wasn’t afraid of dying, but she was afraid of something. A thrumming pulse of fear beat from her chest.

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