Harry drew his pistol and whirled around to point it at the newcomer, gripping it tightly in both hands. Already, he could feel the tension seizing his heart with icy fingers. If this man could kill a Justice Keeper…
The stranger thrust out his chin, arching one dark eyebrow to show what he thought of Harry's stubborn defiance. “Do you honestly expect that to do much good?” he asked, striding calmly into the middle of the clearing.
“Who are you?”
“It was so easy to distract your companion,” the newcomer went on as if Harry had not even spoken. “A little noise, a few startled animals. Jamming your transmission so we won't be interrupted.”
He faced Harry with hands folded over his stomach, smiling like the devil ushering sinners through the Gates of Hell. “Your friend might pose a challe
