12. The Ferrier

Chapter 12

The Ferrier

I 'd almost let her go. Her fear had been a sharp reminder of the monster I'd become. Never mind that she'd relaxed when she learned it was me. Decades had passed since I was human, since I inhabited the world of the living, but she was my ticket to freedom. As I'd headed back to the carriage, I'd reflected on all she must have left behind—all that would be lost to her if I failed in this task.

And it was an impossible task.

Luck—or perhaps fate—had put her in my path. If anyone had something to prove against Death, it was me. This woman would either be a jackpot or a fantastic bargaining chip. Only time would tell.