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from his robe. “I did warn you that Joseph was not at all reliable.”
    â€œHe was a fool and a lickspittle, but the fault was not entirely his own, was it?” The shadow seemed to thicken. “If I were a suspicious man I would wonder why you did not send my envoy with sufficient funds to bid on the Shalott.”
    A faint smile touched the imp’s handsome features. It was not that he was indifferent to the pulsing danger in the air. Only a fool would believe that the shadow could not reach out and strike him dead. Or worse. But he had spent nearly a century becoming indispensable to his current master. For the moment he was secure enough.
    â€œYou wound me, sir,” he protested, his fingers toying with the delicate chain that hung about his neck. “I could hardly have known that the vampire would make such an outrageous bid. Besides, would you truly have me hand over half a million dollars in cash to any servant? For all of Joseph’s pledge of loyalty I do not believe even he could have withstood the temptation to…what do they say…take the money and run?”
    The angry hiss scraped against Damocles delicate ears.
    â€œHe knew that if he ran I would have killed him.”
    â€œOf course, but greed is rarely logical.”
    â€œSo now we do not have the Shalott and worse she is in the hands of a vampire.”
    The imp gave an innocent lift of his brows. “Surely that is good news? You have considerable power among the clans. Can you not simply demand that this Viper hand the demon over to you?”
    â€œIdiot.” An unseen hand struck Damocles across the face. “I cannot reveal my interest in this. It would only cause the sort of speculation and questions I have sought to avoid. There must be no hint I am connected to the Shalott until I am healed. If my enemies knew how weakened I have become…”
    Damocles felt blood running down his cheek but he did not so much as flinch. “That shall never happen, my lord. Not so long as I am at your side.”
    â€œOh yes, my sweet imp, such loyalty,” the voice mocked.
    â€œIt is as deep and endless as the sea.”
    â€œMore like as deep and endless as my coffers.”
    The imp offered a half bow. “We all have our weaknesses, do we not?”
    â€œBah.” The shadow stirred with a restless impatience. “I want that demon. Awaken your pet.”
    Damocles straightened, his thoughts racing at this most unexpected turn. He prided himself on preparing for every eventuality. On reading the future with uncanny skill.
    He was never caught off guard, never unprepared.
    On this occasion, however, he had to admit that his cunning wiles had failed him.
    Most annoying.
    â€œMy pet?” He lightly touched his golden chain. “Surely not yet, my lord? It is bound to stir unwelcome attention. I have several—”
    His words were choked off as a pressure encircled his throat and cut off his air.
    â€œHave you forgotten who is master here, imp?”
    Black flecks were dancing before Damocles’s eyes before the pressure at last eased and he was allowed to suck in a lung full of air.
    A fury raced through his blood but with the ease of long practice Damocles lowered himself to his knees and bent his head as was expected of a proper servant.
    His plans could be altered. He was nothing if not resourceful.
    â€œOf course not, my lord. It shall be as you desire.” He slowly lifted his head. “Still, there is no guarantee that there will not be casualties.”
    â€œWhat do I care as long as it is not the Shalott?” the shadow demanded.
    â€œThe vampire—”
    â€œA necessary sacrifice.”
    Damocles deliberately paused. “Necessary perhaps, but I do not believe your Ravens will be so understanding.”
    That painful hiss echoed through the cave. “Which is why they shall not learn of my plan. Is that clear?”
    He hid a smile. At least he need not