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against her the night of the wake and she was a considerably stronger ghost than my
sister.
She s not my spirit. Her name is Ivy. It s my younger sister s ghost. She s trying to
warn me to be careful. Which was the absolute truth. But it felt like more than that. She
wanted to tell me something important. Unfortunately, now was not the time or the place. I
tried to form that into a thought that she would understand while at the same time
keeping that same thought from everybody else in the room. No easy task. I wasn t sure
how successful I was at it. While Ivy seemed to settle, Queen Lopaka s expression grew
very carefully blank. Rather than meet my gaze when she saw me watching her, she
turned to the priest. They held a rapid conversation in Italian and I wondered if I was the
only person in the room who wasn t multilingual. While I know a handful of Spanish words
and phrases, they aren t exactly the kinds of things you say in polite company.
 He will cleanse the house and says that the two of you who were directly involved
should be blessed. If this is done soon, there should be no lingering effects.
He spoke again, his words rapid and intense. Queen Lopaka translated for him,  We
were most lucky. Had the process gone farther  She gave an elegant shudder and
repeated,  We were lucky.
The doctor looked up.  We need to get this woman blessed and to bed as soon as
possible. She overstrained her magic badly. She shouldn t be left alone for the next few
days. Someone needs to be with her at all times. After that, she ll need to take it very
easy and not use her powers for the next few months. But ultimately, barring
complications, she should be fine. Physically.
I felt the knot in my stomach start to unwind a little. Pili would be fine. Helping me
hadn t killed her, hadn t even done permanent damage. Thank God for Adriana being
nosy. If she hadn t been snooping, things would ve been so very much worse.
I shivered, thinking again of the demon. He d marked me, somehow. I needed that
blessing, needed it badly. Because until I got it, any time there was a weakness in my
vicinity he could exploit it to come after me. I m not a true believer. I don t have a clean
enough conscience to withstand the demonic on my own. I shivered hard, feeling as
though I might never get warm again.
Baker spoke softly to one of the other guards. She lifted her mother by her armpits and
her companion took Pili s feet. They carried her down the hall to the back of the house,
where I assumed there must be a bedroom.
 You were the other party to the vision? I glanced up. The doctor was standing above
me. I hadn t noticed him coming. Not a good sign. I was cold. So cold. Shock. I was
going into shock. Maybe my vampire healing would take care of it. I tried to remember
when I d eaten last. Lunch . . . I d had lunch. But I had no idea how long I d been at Pili s.
 Yes.
He bent down, shining his little penlight in my eyes. I pulled back, letting out an
involuntary hiss that, unfortunately, gave him a really close-up view of my elongated
canines.
 Ah, so you re the abomination.
If he was trying to make me feel better, it wasn t working. Something about being
called that just pisses me off. Still that little rush of anger and adrenaline seemed to
warm me up a little, make me a bit clearer headed.
 I was hoping I d get the chance to meet you while you were on the island, but I
would ve preferred other circumstances. He pulled out a tongue depressor. I opened my
mouth and stuck out my tongue so that he could take a good look.  You re practically a
medical miracle. He smiled. It was a nice enough smile that I almost forgave him the
abomination comment. Almost.  I m Dr. Ryan.
He was good-looking in that clean-cut, middle-aged way. His dark hair was cut short,
his features even, pleasant but not really remarkable. He wasn t wearing a lab coat, just
khakis and a melon-colored polo. I could easily picture him out on the golf course,
playing a round with Dr. Scott. Maybe they shopped at the same stores.
Dr. Ryan frowned,  You re having trouble focusing, aren t you. It wasn t really a
question, but I nodded.  You re a little shocky. You need to get some rest.
 What time is it? I interrupted him before he could finish his lecture.
He frowned but checked the practical diver s watch adorning his wrist and told me.
I panicked a little. I d lost quite a bit of time.  Shit. I need to eat. Now. I m overdue.
Fortunately, I wasn t feeling like munching on anybody. Maybe it was the shock. Whatever
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