My Soul to Save
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Nash dashed toward the house, and I sprinted after him, without taking time to truly reorient myself in the human world. I tripped over the front step, but he caught me with one hand, already twisting the knob with the other.
It opened easily. Dekker and the reaper obviously werent expecting company. Fortunately, Addison was.
We rushed through the tiled foyer into a large, plush living room, where John Dekker held Addison Page by her upper arm, his other hand gripping an expanding file folder closed with a built-in rubber band.
Was that Regans contract? Excitement surged through me like an electrical charge. Could the hellions name really be so close?
An instant later, two female figures appeared in the center of the floor, holding hands.
The taller form I assumed to be the rogue reaper. The other was Regan Page. I recognized her from the ads for her new tween drama. Except that on TV, she had crystalline blue eyes only a couple of shades darker than her sisters.
Now her eyes were solid white orbs, shot through with tiny red veins, as if the whites had absorbed her pupils and irises.
Despair crashed through me, heavy and almost too thick to breathe through. My hand tightened around Nashs. We were too late. Shed sold her soul, and the brief, dark-n-blurry glimpse Id gotten of the hellion who took it wasnt enough to let me identify him, much less find him.
Id failedagainand another girl had lost her soul.
11
REGAN ADDISON MOANED, staring into her sisters featureless eyes, slowly shaking her head. Her own eerie, fake-blue eyes filled with tears and her hands began to tremble.
You made the right choice, Dekker told Regan, flashing that famous, million-dollar smile. The caps that launched a thousand amusement park rides. His grandfather would have been proud. Youll be rich and famous for the rest of your life.
Sudden anger flamed behind the icy blue rings of Addys contact lenses, blazing through her weaker emotions like kindling. She ripped her arm from Dekkers grasp and pulled Regan away from the reaper. Is the hellion still there? she demanded, her focus shifting between me and Nash as she held her sisters thin arm with a granite grip. If we destroy her contract, will that kill the deal?
No! Regan tried to twist away, and Dekker followed Addisons gaze to me and Nash, standing at the edge of the room like freshmen at the prom.
Who are they? he asked calmly, clearly speaking to his female colleague, though he looked at us.
The reaper sneered but looked like she really wanted to hiss. Bean sidhes, she spat.
Friends, Addison said. Iinvited them.
Dekker dismissed us at a glance and turned back to Addy, flipping open hisfolder so we could all see that it was empty. Because, as Tod had discovered, demon paperwork was kept in the Netherworld. It doesnt work like that, Addison. Dekker shot her a smug, patient smile. Hellion contracts are indestructible by human means. Like fireproof, Kevlar paperwork. And if Regan invokes her out-clause before she has a pedestal to fall from, her willpower and decorum will corrode until she wouldnt recognize a good decision if it ran her over on the street. Youll likely be an aunt in a couple of years, and Im sure the brats father will be a convict, or a dealer, or something equally prestigious.
Regans flaws will be exploited and magnified, and because her sisters famous, her every stumble will be front-page news. He paused, and his eager brown eyes seemed to spark with a little extra oomph. Oh, and any tendencies toward addictionsomething she might have inherited, for example? His raised eyebrows said Dekker was more than familiar with Ms. Pages fondness for prescription drugs. Well, lets just say theyll be awfully hard for a new, disgraced teen mother to resist.
Regan stared at Dekker in growing horror, and rage flushed Addys cheeks. It doesnt matter, she insisted, while her sisters head whipped back and forth in denial. Shes not taking the out-clause.
Why not? Regan demanded, but Addy turned to me without answering her.
Is the demon still there? I want to talk to him.
Hes gone, I said, remembering the largest of the three dark figures Id seen in the Netherworld. The one whod walked away as I let my wail fade.
Take us, Addy demanded softly. Well find him.
No. Nash shook his head firmly. You cant go there, and neither can Kaylee. Its not safe.
Neither is this! Addison shoved her sister forward, and Nash flinched as his gaze found Regans newly empty eyes.
Whats happening? Regan shouted, tears filling her eyes. Whore they? She waved one arm at me and Nash, then her bewildered gaze slid back to Dekker. Why is he threatening to wreck my life?
Dekker crossed his arms over his chest, the empty folder flat against his side. Im not threatening you. Im simply stating facts. Youve signed a contract, and youll be expected to stand by your word.
She had no idea what she was signing, Addy said. You didnt tell her the truth.
I never lied, Dekker insisted calmly.
What are you guys talking about? Regan demanded, more bewildered than truly scared.
It opened easily. Dekker and the reaper obviously werent expecting company. Fortunately, Addison was.
We rushed through the tiled foyer into a large, plush living room, where John Dekker held Addison Page by her upper arm, his other hand gripping an expanding file folder closed with a built-in rubber band.
Was that Regans contract? Excitement surged through me like an electrical charge. Could the hellions name really be so close?
An instant later, two female figures appeared in the center of the floor, holding hands.
The taller form I assumed to be the rogue reaper. The other was Regan Page. I recognized her from the ads for her new tween drama. Except that on TV, she had crystalline blue eyes only a couple of shades darker than her sisters.
Now her eyes were solid white orbs, shot through with tiny red veins, as if the whites had absorbed her pupils and irises.
Despair crashed through me, heavy and almost too thick to breathe through. My hand tightened around Nashs. We were too late. Shed sold her soul, and the brief, dark-n-blurry glimpse Id gotten of the hellion who took it wasnt enough to let me identify him, much less find him.
Id failedagainand another girl had lost her soul.
11
REGAN ADDISON MOANED, staring into her sisters featureless eyes, slowly shaking her head. Her own eerie, fake-blue eyes filled with tears and her hands began to tremble.
You made the right choice, Dekker told Regan, flashing that famous, million-dollar smile. The caps that launched a thousand amusement park rides. His grandfather would have been proud. Youll be rich and famous for the rest of your life.
Sudden anger flamed behind the icy blue rings of Addys contact lenses, blazing through her weaker emotions like kindling. She ripped her arm from Dekkers grasp and pulled Regan away from the reaper. Is the hellion still there? she demanded, her focus shifting between me and Nash as she held her sisters thin arm with a granite grip. If we destroy her contract, will that kill the deal?
No! Regan tried to twist away, and Dekker followed Addisons gaze to me and Nash, standing at the edge of the room like freshmen at the prom.
Who are they? he asked calmly, clearly speaking to his female colleague, though he looked at us.
The reaper sneered but looked like she really wanted to hiss. Bean sidhes, she spat.
Friends, Addison said. Iinvited them.
Dekker dismissed us at a glance and turned back to Addy, flipping open hisfolder so we could all see that it was empty. Because, as Tod had discovered, demon paperwork was kept in the Netherworld. It doesnt work like that, Addison. Dekker shot her a smug, patient smile. Hellion contracts are indestructible by human means. Like fireproof, Kevlar paperwork. And if Regan invokes her out-clause before she has a pedestal to fall from, her willpower and decorum will corrode until she wouldnt recognize a good decision if it ran her over on the street. Youll likely be an aunt in a couple of years, and Im sure the brats father will be a convict, or a dealer, or something equally prestigious.
Regans flaws will be exploited and magnified, and because her sisters famous, her every stumble will be front-page news. He paused, and his eager brown eyes seemed to spark with a little extra oomph. Oh, and any tendencies toward addictionsomething she might have inherited, for example? His raised eyebrows said Dekker was more than familiar with Ms. Pages fondness for prescription drugs. Well, lets just say theyll be awfully hard for a new, disgraced teen mother to resist.
Regan stared at Dekker in growing horror, and rage flushed Addys cheeks. It doesnt matter, she insisted, while her sisters head whipped back and forth in denial. Shes not taking the out-clause.
Why not? Regan demanded, but Addy turned to me without answering her.
Is the demon still there? I want to talk to him.
Hes gone, I said, remembering the largest of the three dark figures Id seen in the Netherworld. The one whod walked away as I let my wail fade.
Take us, Addy demanded softly. Well find him.
No. Nash shook his head firmly. You cant go there, and neither can Kaylee. Its not safe.
Neither is this! Addison shoved her sister forward, and Nash flinched as his gaze found Regans newly empty eyes.
Whats happening? Regan shouted, tears filling her eyes. Whore they? She waved one arm at me and Nash, then her bewildered gaze slid back to Dekker. Why is he threatening to wreck my life?
Dekker crossed his arms over his chest, the empty folder flat against his side. Im not threatening you. Im simply stating facts. Youve signed a contract, and youll be expected to stand by your word.
She had no idea what she was signing, Addy said. You didnt tell her the truth.
I never lied, Dekker insisted calmly.
What are you guys talking about? Regan demanded, more bewildered than truly scared.
