CHAPTER TWELVE
You might think you know a thing or two about grim reapers, but it’s probably wrong or misinformed by pop culture.
The reaper sitting in my kitchen wasn't a skeleton in a long cloak with a scythe. Contrary to popular belief, reapers don't harvest souls. They're enforcers. They ensure that when someone dies, they stay dead, and they go to the spirit world like they're supposed to. They take their jobs very seriously, sometimes a little too serious. But hey, if they didn't, restless spirits would be freely roaming the world and that would destroy the balance between the dead and the living. Minor details.
“Start talking,” Kate said. She stared at me with black, angry eyes. She leaned forward on the table, fingering a gold coin in one hand, trading it between her fingers.
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