Silver On The Road (The Devil's West Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
She trusted neither friar nor magician to test her words if the creature came to the surface again. They bundled Gabriel safely as far from the spring as they felt it was safe to carry him, afraid to jostle him and reopen his wounds. Zacarías settled at his side, Bernardo still silenced, the magician’s presence behind him enough to keep him still, although had his eyes been daggers, Isobel would have died of blood loss already. She didn’t care. The sigil still burned, a steady heat telling her that she was not yet done. A story without an ending, only a beginning, the demon had said. A deck of cards could be burnt once they were used, marked. But a thing of power, a medicine of such fierce intent . . . like the magician, it might not be so easily destroyed. But changed? She felt the weight of the sigil in her palm. Yes, everything changed. All the places it was being told, the demon had said.
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