Jenks kept me alive for two years through two death threats, a crazy banshee, and at least two serial killers. Its about time I return the favor! And if I can't, then I can sit by his bed and hold his hand as he dies, 'cause I've had plenty of practice doing that, too!
Kim HarrisonTell me where you want it,โ I said. Minias drew back, his purple robes shifting about his ankles. โYouโre asking me?โ โWell, unless you want a big R on your forehead.
Kim HarrisonNewt spun, making her robe unfurl. โHeโs my familiar, bought and paid for. I can claim anything of his. Even his life.โ Al cleared his throat nervously. โThatโs good to know,โ he said lightly. โImportant safety tip. Rachel, write that down somewhere as lesson number one.
Kim HarrisonShot me twice. I want my name, or I'm going to start charging you a fee every time I field something for you. And it's going to be expensive. I'm Park Place. Bud-dy." His red, goat-slitted eyes squinted at me from over his smoked glasses. "You're more like Oriental Avenue right now, dove. What are you on?
Kim HarrisonJenks laughed, taking to the air and saying, โGive it up, FIB man. Itโll take more than you to get her out. Remember what Ivy and I did to your finest last spring? Add Rachel to that, and you can say your prayers.โ From behind me came Eddenโs dry โYou think Ivy wants another stint as a candy striper?
Kim HarrisonIโm your worst nightmare come to walk this side of the lines. Iโm an elf, Trent something youโre forgotten how to be. Youโre scared of black magic. I can see fear shimmering under your aura like sweat. I live and breathe black magic. Iโm so tainted with it that I will use it without thought, without guilt and without hesitation.
Kim Harrison