But any clump of seaweed might conceal what they were searching for. Not much chance anything large would have washed in yet. Linnea’s boots gritted in the coarse, damp sand as she walked, head down, eyes down, searching. Santandru’s distant sun rose before them, small and cold, its white glare veiled by thin clouds. Linnea hunched her shoulders against the stiff dawn wind, against the weight of dread. Huddled under her old shawl in the center of the line, Linnea knew why: To name the disaster they were all sure of by now, to give it shape in words, would make it real. Forty people-women and old men-formed a straggling line from the water to the cliff face, walking slowly along the desolate sand. G t dawn, at the slack of the ebb tide, they all went out again to search the beach outside the harbor mouth. This book would not exist without the advice and encour agement of my critique group, the Unstrung Harpies past and present: Patty Hyatt, Karen Keady, Candy Davis, Skye Blaine, Sally-Jo Bowman, and Liane Cordes. I thank my editor, Anne Sowards, for her insight, help, and patience. Purchase only authorized editions.įor information address: The Berkley Publishing Group,ģ75 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014.Īce Books are published by The Berkley Publishing Group,ĪCE and the “A” design are trademarks belonging to Penguin Group (USA) Inc. Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form The publisher does not have any control overĪnd does not assume any responsibility for author or third-party websites or their content.Īn Ace Book / published by arrangement with the author Imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businessĮstablishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s Penguin Books Ltd., Registered Offices: 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, England Penguin Books (South Africa) (Pty.) Ltd., 24 Sturdee Avenue, Rosebank, Johannesburg 2196, Penguin Group (NZ), 67 Apollo Drive, Rosedale, North Shore 0745, Auckland, New Zealand Ltd., 11 Community Centre, Panchsheel Park, New Delhi-110 017, India (a division of Pearson Australia Group Pty. Penguin Group (Australia), 250 Camberwell Road, Camberwell, Victoria 3124, Australia Stephen’s Green, Dublin 2, Ireland (a division of Penguin Books Ltd.) Penguin Books Ltd., 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, England (a division of Pearson Penguin Canada Inc.) 375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014, USA Penguin Group (Canada), 90 Eglinton Avenue East, Suite 700, Toronto, Ontario M4P 2Y3, Canada THE BERKLEY PUBLISHING GROUP Published by the Penguin Group Penguin Group (USA) Inc. And the se cret that’s being kept from us-clearly it’s dangerous.” He looked down at his hands again, then into her eyes, straight and serious. She stared at him, and he shook his head a little and said, “You have no ally here. In fact, if such a thing were possible, she would have said there was pity there. But-strangely-his gaze had no anger in it. Marra had been right-she could not defend herself against these men. “Because you can’t? Or because you won’t?” “No,” she said again, though she knew it was hopeless. She could not follow failure with betrayal. If I could see this thing you describe, or if you could tell me who has it-” “No,” she said, frightened again. “I’ve told you everything I know.” “I know you think you have,” he said. “Perhaps to gether, we know more than we realize.” Linnea’s breath caught. And I can guess the shape of it.” He leaned forward, and now she could see his face, his expression watchful, thoughtful. In the sharp shadows she could not read his expression. “There’s a mystery here,” he said at last. Iain leaned back in his chair, his long hands steady on its carved arms.
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