Page 162 of The Cruelest Undead

“Can she handle Marie Laveau?” he asked. “We’re talking about a woman who people called the queen of black magick.”

He nodded.

“If we give her a little extra under the hood, she should be able to help. I can’t bring her back, but I do have the ability to give her a little more knowledge. What we have is the advantage because Fate isn’t aware that Jolie has that same spell she gave Mathew.”

He had a point.

Death kept plotting.

“We take our advantage, mix in some Voodoo, and maybe, just maybe, we can stop this. We don’t have a lot of time before he finds that sword. Then, we’re in a bigger mess.”

Tommy was confused.

“What if she comes back…faulty?” he asked, not wanting to upset Flynn.

“We all know what he means,” Flynn said. “My parents are back, but we got damn lucky.”

That they did.

They were only soulless.

“We have to risk it,” Jacques said. “When we bring back Mambo, she won’t have a soul, but Jolie didn’t bring back monsters. Like we suspect, her intent matters. Her dead are in better shape than Mathew and his minions.”

Flynn stopped him.

“That we know of,” Flynn admitted. “My parents could go dark side at any second. That’s why you have Vanth babysitting them. She’s the kill switch in case they do.”

Yeah, because, they couldn’t ask Flynn to kill his own parents.

That was all kinds of wrong.

If your parents go bad, then we will have to put them down again. So far, them coming back hasn’t damaged fate. I don’t plan on reaping them yet.

Flynn didn’t want to hear that.

I can’t kill them, Jacques. If you ask me to, I won’t be able to do it. I also can’t let you reap them. You’re my mate. That will damage us.

Jacques understood.

My love, it will be a last case scenario. I promise.

“We need to focus on this and deal with the parent issue later. We’ll raise her, and then take her to her shop. She’s going to need to do this spell to help us find that sword.”

Jolie pulled out her phone, and she did the research. Finding her grave was easy. Someone like Mambo would only be in one of a few places.

It didn’t take Jolie long.

“I found her,” she said.

Flynn was curious.

“And her son? What about him?”

She kept working.

That was the far easier task.

Luckily for them, the shop was still there, and it was still being run by her son. It appeared they had a Voodoo priest to work with too.

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