The Book of Blood Volume 5 The Forbidden Part 7
Though she couldn't see his eyes, she felt them on her, and they made her feel drowsy, like that summer that sang in her head. 'I came for you,' he said. She repeated the four words in her head. I came for you. If they were meant as a threat, they certainly weren't spoken as one. 'I don't... know you,' she said. 'No,' the man murmured. 'But you doubted me.' 'Doubted?' 'You weren't content with the stories, with what they wrote on the walls. So I was obliged to come.' The drowsiness slowed her mind to a crawl, but she grasped the essentials of what the man was saying. That he was legend, and she, in disbelieving him, had obliged him to show his hand. She looked, now, down at those hands. One of them was missing. In its place, a hook. 'There will be some blame,' he told her. 'They will say your doubts shed innocent blood. But I say - what's blood for, if not for shedding? And in time the scrutiny will pass. The poli…
