have been forfeited, countries have changed hands, all at the intercession of a benefaction. And here was this mage-no, archimage, the highest of the high- offering not only a couple of million dollars for my capture, but also what amounted to a magic genie willing to grant any wish. "I am so dead," I murmured, my forehead in my hands.
"Fortunately, that is not the case. It does make one wonder, however..." Magoth's eyes narrowed on me as he flicked cigarette ash onto the top part of a skull that had been inverted and turned into an ashtray. "Why would Kostich be quite so upset at the loss of Liquor Hepatis?"
I tried very hard not to fidget, and met his piercing gaze with one I prayed showed nothing but serenity. "I thought Liquor Hepatis was valuable."
He took another deep drag on his cigarette. "It is, my darling, it is. Especially that which Kostich possessed-it was the purest form, the arcanum of the soul. Only a master alchemist can make it, and it takes many years to cure it to the clarity of the liquid I assume you now possess."
There was both a question and a demand in his lightly spoken comment. Silently, I removed the bottle from my inner pocket and rose to give it to him. He took the bottle but, before I could withdraw, grabbed my hand, pulling me onto his lap.
"Stop struggling; your virtue is safe from me. For the moment," he added with a leer before turning over my hand so he could examine my palm.
I shivered at the chill that seemed to seep from his flesh to mine.
"You are hiding something from me," he said in a low, soft voice that would have been beautiful but for the very real undertone of threat.
"I couldn't do that," I answered, trying not to squirm nervously on him. "I'm bound to you. I must follow your orders."
His forefinger traced a curlicue over my left breast. "I can hear your heart racing, sweet May. What is it you fear I will learn?"
"I don't like being held by you," I said, praying the truth of that statement would satisfy him.
"Hmm." His finger brushed along my lips. I turned my head away and tried to escape his hold. To my surprise, he didn't fight to hold me.
"This deception I sense in you is new and fascinating, but I'm afraid I cannot allow it to continue," he said calmly as I shakily gathered up my purse.
"If I had the power to disobey you, do you think I'd be here now?"
A slight smile played about his lips, his eyes half-closed. "You are hiding something from me, May Northcott."
I backed up a step at the use of my full name, the hairs on my arms rising as my brain screamed a warning. Unable to speak another denial, I simply shook my head.
He got to his feet with languid grace, strolling toward me with an expression that might seem pleasant, but which scared the crap out of me. He stroked the curve of my cheek with one finger. "Such a lovely face. You offer such temptation, and yet I believe you truly do not understand what you possess. Ah well, that time will come, and I look forward to introducing you to pleasures you can't even begin to imagine."
"If that's all, I'd better be going," I stammered, backing up toward the door.
"Do you know what I will do if you attempt to keep something from me?" he asked just as I got my hand on the doorknob and was turning it.
I paused, my stomach tightening. "Kill me?"
"Tsk. The image you have of me," he said, pretending disappointment even as his eyes danced with amusement. "Sweet May, I am a lover, not a fighter, as the mortals so quaintly put it. I would not kill you, although I admit that the thought of lessoning you brings me"-he closed his eyes for a moment, breathing deeply-"much pleasure."
I had a momentary image of what his idea of lessoning was. It shook me to my core. No doubt my horror manifested itself in my expression.
Magoth laughed. "Alas, that enjoyment must await another time. But do, I beg of you, keep it in mind as I ask you this question-have you seen something at Dr. Kostich's that I will want?"
I almost sagged with relief at his question. I had been on the verge of admitting everything, figuring I might avoid the heinous fate he had planned if I could bring him