Chapter 218

Alfie had sent a text. According to his mother, the Kiss of Death surfaced briefly sixty years ago, when it was owned by a rich French philanthropist, Avril de Leon. Its location died with its owner.

Did it, though? Death wasn't the final frontier I'd once believed it to be.

Alfie texted again to say that there was a lot of renewed interest in the amulet lately. My heart stuttered. I had to get the jump on Chariot and find it first.

Levi and I said our goodbyes to Rafael and left the room. I waited for some sign we were done but Levi leaned a hand against the wall.

"I said you had my trust," he said. "Give me the chance to win back yours. Let me fight alongside you."

"Why the change of heart?"

He gave me a wry smile. "The trouble with having your head up your ass is the shit view. You told me to take a page out of my mother's book and reclaim my power from Isaac. One of many wise things you've said to me lately."