Chapter Ten
Alex still couldn’t believe he was going to go through with this. For the umpteenth time, he glanced across to make sure Laurie was still actually sitting in the passenger seat of his Toyota. Sure enough, there she was, bag in her lap, knees clamped together, staring intently ahead. Her concern was for Tyra, of course, but little did she know that she was innocently walking into a carefully prepared trap for herself.
It was only after he had called the cell number that Alex had recognized the full implications of what he was getting himself into. The voice on the other end had identified himself as Petite Mort and had started by asking him what he knew about Valentine Vang. Alex had winged it there – to avoid saying outright that he wanted to become a kind of sorcerer’s appre
