As far as Angeni was concerned, Matty was her heir, despite who her father was. Legally she could nominate her over her father, and she intended to do...so.”“I don’t know why Angeni blamed Rickard for Matty’s death. He did everything in his power to pay the ransom. From what the Shields told me later, it wouldn’t have mattered if he’d had the crystals here to hand over. Mother and daughter had both been raped and brutalised long before he was even given the ransom note.”“I’m still not sure what. The human body just never was designed for being hurled against a concrete wall at near-one hundred and fifty miles per hour or getting hit by a truck at full speed because noise-canceling headphones do a terrific job nowadays—and these were just two of the less unappetizing examples. Now, don't get me started on accidents with chainsaws, lawnmowers or gardening equipment in general. Those rarely made it here in one piece.No matter the cause of death, they would all land on our dissection table. “Don’t think so, John. They are demanding Ferrimoot return the Odroerir, which he can’t as the Æsir have it,” Morgana replied.“I thought Freya was going to break down and cry when we handed it over,” I chuckled.“Along with her dróttina,” Róisín added.“I don’t think they expected us to go and get it there and then,” Morgana replied. “I think they expected protracted negotiations and a promise to return it, if possible.”“Certainly enhanced our standing with the Æsir,” I mused.“They already think. That was lust, pure and simple. But wishing he'd kiss me silly? That was something entirely different.That's when it hit me, like a ton of bricks. I was in love with him.Oh, Jesus Christ, I was in love with Frankie Gutierrez.I must be insane. If I were still talking to the two hyenas, they'd be the first to point out that Frankie was not my type. And, judging by my past dating history, they'd be right. I didn't date sweet guys like Frankie. I dated guys with a hint of danger. I wanted.