Syl said. “But this is a hell of a way to wind up.”“Syl, what happened to your fingers?”He looked at me like he didn’t understand then down at his hands and said, “She did.”“Who?”“Lilith,” he said. “She wanted the money.”I looked away. “And what did you tell her?”“I don’t remember.”I frowned. He was obviously delirious, and there was no point in trying to get an answer. With Syl, everything seemed to circle back around to Lilith.Syl coughed and a thick trail of blood came out of his nose and ran over his lips and dripped onto the blanket.He didn’t seem to notice.“You know you won’t be able to keep it.”“Why not?”The look that crossed his face was probably a smile, but it was hard to tell.“She’s not going to let you.”“Who’s ‘she’?”“Lilith.”“Even if she is out there, she won’t find us.”Syl coughed again, and this time there was laughter behind it. “This is why I don’t blame you.”I shook my head.“You don’t believe me?”I told him I didn’t.“It’s true, I don’t blame you.
