Chapter Fourteen
PRAYER WARRIOR“I almost wet myself when I saw Prayer Warrior on that dirt bike.” Kirwan sank onto the makeshift wooden bench hewn from driftwood. Phoenix braced herself as it shifted beneath her. The fire crackled to itself as flames danced in search of another sacrifice. She fed its need, leaning forward to lay another smooth log over its core.
“Hail conquering hero.” Her tone sounded lacklustre and she sat back to watch the flames eat.
“What?” Kirwan frowned, his brows a grim line highlighted by orange shards in the firelight. He flapped his hand in front of him. “The kid? She just saw me first, is all. I told her you tracked her.”
“Liar.” Phoenix breathed the word and he heard her, shifting closer so their shoulders touched.
“Yeah.” His irises sparkled. “I’ll tell
