by Colleen Foley
Kaia is no demon, but she bargains like one. Her kiss was grace and
chaos. It shot into every part of me like an arrow made of sound - a
sacred vibrato that would mark me as hers for all who could hear such
"Its master hides with the Voodoo Queen. Go to her and you will find
him. Leave a proper offering and she will give him to you. He means
nothing to her.
She gestured carelessly at the boy.
"Worry not. There will be nothing left to bury."
(For what Kaia does with the nasty murderer, see Just Desserts)