Page 207 of The Cruelest Undead

Oh, Jacques knew the one.

It was the book of spells that Aiobeheann wanted in the worst way.

“If you use it here, and only use that one spell, then we can do that.”

Jacques wished he could read the book and use the spell work, but since Aiobeheann was a witch, and he wasn’t…

Yeah, they had to trust Kiera.

It wasn’t that they didn’t, but they knew Aiobeheann had her claws into the woman, and it was only a matter of time before this came back and bit them in the ass.

They were betting on it.

When the book dropped from the ceiling, Kiera was ready for it, and she caught it in her arms.

She said something in a language that only Rinnon understood, and when Death looked over at him, he nodded.

She’s searching for the spell by using a spell. So scrying for it. She’s good.

Be careful because the tapestry says we will be betrayed. It just doesn’t say by who.

I will watch her.

When the pages flipped, she put it down on the counter, and started working on what was there.

“I need some things,” she said, as a paper slid her way, and a pen appeared.

“Thanks,” she said, not sure who it was from. It could be any of them.

As she began writing down the ingredients of the spell list, she jotted down the spell on paper in the witch’s alphabet.

Just.

In.

Case.

When she was done, she closed the book and handed it to Death.

“You can have this back.”

He made it disappear, and took the paper.

“Vanth,” he called, and she appeared in the corner. It was behind Mambo and her son.

They both jumped the second they saw her.

When they went to move, Vanth grabbed Mambo’s son, and pulled him against her.

“He smells tasty. Can I have him father? I’ll not let him suffer.”

Rinnon opened his mouth, and Jolie pointed at him.

“Don’t do it.”

He began laughing, but it wasn’t Flynn’s voice. It was something deeper, darker, and God-like.

“Fine, Mate. No, Vanth, you can’t eat him. Death needs you.”

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