"Let"s see how well you absorb the darkness," Garamanthus said.
The demon laughed so hard, it was a miracle he didn"t wind himself.
"I can help you," Garamanthus said. "But this time, I won"t do it for free. If you want to survive, Becca, you"ve got to ask me for help."
The men in black approached. Becca stole a glance at Desmond on the floor. What a crappy time to make a decision.
"Even if these guys kill me?" she asked. "I thought you needed my body more than me."
The men took another step toward Becca and her heart raced.
A drunk patron told her one time that there comes a moment in every person"s life when they are one decision away from death. Decide this and you live; decide that and you die. The patron, a chubby goth with a preference for Crown Royal straight, had stared into
