Page 136 of Eternal Craving
I smiled. “How does one become a Stone Master?”
“One earns the title.”
“Inherits it?”
He shrugged.
“What a lovely gift to bestow to a son,” I said. “I wonder, what does a Stone Master do when his wife bears him only daughters? Who inherits the title then? Which child has a lifetime of carnage to look forward to?”
His right eyelid twitched. “How did you get past my dogs?”
“I fed them.”
“What do you want?”
“I have something that you may find of interest.”
He gave a half smile. “We don’t do business with your kind.”
“Why ever not?”
He glanced at the door. “Your name?”
“Orpheus. And yours?”
He closed his eyes for a moment.
“It’s an honor to meet with you, Lord Archer,” I said. “So, do tell, what gave me away?”
“You’re unusually pale. Your irises are enhanced in color. You move in a fashion that is, how does one say, elegant and...”
“And?”
“And you have the ability to seduce.”
“I’m flattered.”
“I think you should leave now.”
“But I have information that could prevent the end of the Stone Masters.”
He gave me a thin smile. “You have to do better than that.”
Our gazes locked and he closed his mind.
It was my turn to smile. “Impressive.”
“Entering this house is a dangerous ploy. I hope you find it worth it.”
“I’m not that different from you.”
“How so?” Sweat settled on his upper lip.
“Well, you seek out the innocent and murder them.”
He approached the desk and gathered up the papers.
I raised an eyebrow. “Pretty interesting stuff, that.”
