“You are the Key?” Bes asked, his eyes wide. He stared at Alec. “We believe so,” Alec answered. “What does that mean?” Bes asked. He looked worried, scared even. “We don’t know,” Jodis said. “There is much we don’t know,” Cronin said. “We first heard news of covens escaping Egypt last month, with warning that war was coming. We had word from London and Moscow, wondering if the rumors of war were true. So many stories, but little proof.” “I swear to you what I have seen is true,” Bes said. His body language screamed of honesty and desperation. It was hard to believe he was lying. “I have seen a returned one. I have smelled it…” He shook his head. “It is rotten flesh and myrrh, cassia, and camphor.” Eiji stepped forward and put his hand on Bes’s shoulder. At first Alec thought it was just a reassuring gesture, but then he realized Eiji was using his skill of reading DNA.
