Soul Screamers Collection. Rachel Vincent
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Название: Soul Screamers Collection
Автор: Rachel Vincent
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежное фэнтези
isbn: 9781472096838
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Nash braced his arm on the back of my seat, steeling himself for something he obviously didn’t want to say. “Emma, this is my brother. Tod.” Calm flowed with his words, and I could tell the moment it hit Emma, because her shoulders relaxed, and her grip on the wheel loosened just a bit.
“You have a. Wait.” She turned the car smoothly into a small lot in front of a park full of preschoolers and their parents, then pulled into the first empty spot, facing the road. Emma cut the engine and twisted onto her knees to peer over the back of her seat. “You have a brother?” she said to Nash, after a quick glance at me for confirmation. No one from Eastlake High knew about Nash’s dead brother, because he and Harmony had moved—and changed schools—after the funeral two years earlier. “And he can … what? Teleport into strange cars? Is that a bean sidhe ability?”
“No.” I started, trying to decide how much to tell her. But then the reaper took that decision right out of my hands, in classic Tod-style.
“Okay, we’re kind of on a tight schedule here, so let’s get this over with….”
“Tod—” Nash snapped, but his brother held up one hand and rushed on before either of us could stop him.
“I’m a bean sidhe, just like Nash and Kaylee. Except that I’m dead. Teleportation—never really heard it called that—isn’t a bean sidhe ability. It’s a reaper ability. I’m a grim reaper. I can appear wherever I want, whenever I want, and I can choose who sees and hears me.” He hesitated, and I wondered if my face could possibly be as red as Nash’s. Or my eyes as wide as Emma’s.
“You’re Nash’s brother. And a grim reaper?” She blinked again, and I readied myself for hysterics, or fear, or laughter. But knowing Emma, I should have known better. “So you, what? Kill people? Did you kill me that day in the gym?” She clenched the headrest, her expression an odd mix of anger, awe, and confusion. But there was no disbelief. She’d seen and heard enough of the bizarre following her own temporary death that Tod’s admission obviously didn’t come as that much of a surprise.
Or maybe Nash’s Influence was still affecting her a little.
“No,” Tod shook his head firmly, but the corners of his mouth turned up in amusement. “I had nothing to do with that. I do kill people, then I reap their souls and take them to be recycled. But only people who are on my list.”
“So, you’re not … dangerous?”
His pouty grin deepened into something almost predatory, like the Tod I’d first met two months earlier. “Oh, I’m dangerous….”
“Tod.” I warned, as Nash punched his brother in the arm, hard enough to actually hurt.
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