CHAPTER 10
The Dark One felt pretty proud of himself as he stalked along the coastal path toward the shack. The rabbit is cornered. He patted his breast pocket and a sheet of paper—a printout from the hotel’s front desk, which he’d extracted from a none-too-bright host—complete with her personal information and credit card number. A few well-placed purchases on a computer will get her card locked, preventing her from charging any airline tickets. She has been or will soon be fired. She’s far from home, with nobody to reach out to, no place to stay, and her lover is about to be tortured. I’m sure she’ll feel it. It would be more efficient if I killed the selkie, but Aiden is too valuable as an asset to let him go. His magic permeates her now, and his agony will provide the last drop to dro
