“I’m at your command,” Kirk said. Catalina was so close to him that he could smell the sunflower perfume on the nape of her neck.
A silver, legless spirit flew around the room, wailing and confused.
Dominica. Kirk knew a fresh spirit when he saw one. They were usually disoriented and shocked. Somewhere deep down, he felt just a little sorry for the woman. No one ever saw death coming. At least, not most.
Like his brother. There was a man who knew death. He eased into the next phase of existence like a seal into water.
He channeled his brother. Years ago, Aidan had taught him how to pick pockets. It was all about misdirection. Fooling the other person’s brain to focus on something while you performed the act…
“We’re in this together if you want your family back,” Catalina said.
“And I
