I kneel next to Candy.
“Change of plans. Remember the little guys from Kill City who saved my bacon? They’re taking you home.”
“What? No. I want to stay with you.”
“You’re sick. You need to get out of here. And someone needs to take Hesediel’s blood back to Vidocq.”
She grabs my sleeve.
“What if you get lost again down here?”
“I’m not getting lost. Me, Bill, and Hesediel are doing this one thing. Then I’m heading straight home. I’ll be right behind you.”
“Promise?”
“I’ll get Abbot to advance me some salary and take you to fucking Florida. How’s that?”
“Will you wear one of those hats with the mouse ears?”
“You’re a horrible woman, but yes. I will.”
“Okay, then.”
She looks at Bill and Hesediel.
“Thanks, guys. I’m glad I met you both.”
“Me too, ma’am,” says Bill. He leans over and kisses her hand.
“Go with God,” says Hesediel.
I look at Arwan. He motions to his men. A couple come over and easily lift Candy between them.
As they start down the hill, Arwan comes over.
“Well, I hope for both our sakes that this is a fond farewell. If it’s not . . .”
He draws his thumb across his throat.
I point down the hill.
“Take care of her.”
“She’s as safe as a goose chick tucked under its mother’s belly,” he says. Then walks away. It’s only a few seconds before he and the other Grays disappear into the trees.
I get out my na’at.
“What might I ask is that?” says Bill.
“A Hellion weapon
.”
“Huh—never seen one of those before.”
“You’ll get a good look at one now. Once we’re done with the guards, I’m using it on Wormwood.”
“Then let’s get to it.”