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Bribes don't work pretty girl. Tarot spun her golden rings around her fingers. The son may or may not be the anitchrist. Possibly. Or just a serial killer- but he could be stalking you when you're not paying attention. It was entirely possible. He was a creepy child. Far creepier than any of her (still living) siblings. She wasn't going to be any damned distraction, or let the silly little girl to it either. The wife would be best. The look the baby boy had given her was nothing short of hungry. The wife will know. She might not know she knows, but she'll know. It wouldn't make any sense to the mortal but.. it made sense to her. Every mind was a network of information, each detail linking to another. The kid had come out of someone's womb and the womb's owner would have raised him in her safe-places. He would know the safe places and Zeth would know them just as well. He's got a wish. She repeated, to herself. And he's immortal. | |