Something more sinister than evil threatened them …
“Has this Seline of yours come up with any answers about the soul sucker?”
“No, but it’s obviously an extremely ancient spirit we’re chasing, which means they have to go through all the old texts that have not yet been transcribed to computer. It takes time.”
“Time we haven’t got.”
“I know that. Gran knows that. Even Seline knows that.” She hesitated and he tensed, knowing her question even before she asked, “Why do you keep running, Ethan? What are you afraid of?”
“I’m not running. I’m not doing anything more than 1
simply enjoying a moment.”
“And that’s all we are? A moment?”
He closed his eyes. “Yes.”
“Are you sure of that?”
The swirl of emotions that had surrounded him died abruptly. It was if some door he couldn’t see had slammed shut. The sudden stillness felt cold. Lonely.
“You’re wrong, you know.” Her voice was soft, detached. With the emotive eddy locked down, he couldn’t read what she was feeling, but in many respects, he didn’t need to.
“No, I’m not.” Because he’d given his heart long ago, and there was nothing left to him now but moments. “I warned you before we started this that I wanted nothing more than a good time. Nothing we share is going to change my mind.”
