Kincaid eyed the knife I'd started flipping over and over in my hand again. "You'd kill me just for not answering your questions?"
I shook my head. "No. Like you said, everyone in the underworld knows who I am, or at least who they think I am. I expected you to come after me sooner or later, just like everyone else has. Targeting me is one thing, but you put my friends, my family, in danger tonight - Eva, Violet, and Sophia. And that is what is unacceptable to me. That's what I'd kill you for and not think twice about it."
For a moment, I almost thought I saw a glint of respect in his eyes, but he kept his face as cold, remote, and impassive as mine was.
"First question?" he finally asked.
"Who's the water elemental who killed Antonio?"
Kincaid eyed the empty glass on the bar like he wished it was still full. "What makes you think I know who it is?"
"Because your second-in-command was murdered right in front of you, and you didn't bat an eye. Water elementals aren't uncommon, but the way this one used her magic was especially creative and vicious. But you just looked at Antonio, or what was left of him, and you weren't surprised in the least. So that makes me think you know exactly who this elemental is and what she's capable of. Not to mention the fact that you asked me to go after her. Not the elemental, not whoever had done this, but her."
Kincaid kept his gaze on the glass, so I decided to push him even more.
"And then there's Eva, who said that she wasn't leaving you behind again. Which, naturally, implies that she did leave you behind at some point before. Add that to everything else, and it seems that you know a hell of a lot more about what's going on than I do. I don't like to be kept in the dark, Philly - or worse: used. Believe me when I tell you that a person only ever does that once to me."
A muscle twitched in his cheek, but that was his only reaction. I thought Kincaid wouldn't answer me or that perhaps he was thinking of some lie or some way he could spin what had happened to Antonio. But after a few seconds, he shrugged again and gave me the answer I'd been expecting all along, although he did add a caveat that took me by surprise.
"Her name is Salina Dubois," he said, lifting his head and looking at me. "And I want you to kill the bitch for me."
Chapter 9
So my suspicions were correct, and Salina Dubois was a water elemental - one who could use her magic to kill as easily as I could with my own Ice and Stone power.
I'd thought as much, given the distinctive feel of the water elemental's magic - magic that had felt exactly like the power that Salina had subtly given off when I'd shaken her hand at Underwood's. At the restaurant, I'd thought that perhaps Salina was a weak Ice elemental or gifted in some subset, like water. Now, I knew exactly what kind of magic she had - and that she wasn't weak at all.
But Kincaid's confirmation raised even more questions. Did Owen know about Salina's magic? Did he know what she could do with it? Could my lover be in danger from her? And how did Eva and Kincaid fit into all of this? What tied them all together?
Kincaid watched me closely, waiting to see what effect his bombshell and subsequent request would have on me, but I didn't give him the satisfaction of reacting.
"Didn't you hear me?" he asked. "I want you to kill her for me. I want you, the Spider, to kill Salina Dubois."
I laughed. "And what? You think I'm going to do it just because you ask me to? Oh, Philly. You should know better than that."
"Of course not," he said in a smooth voice. "I know what a . . . professional you are. You deserve to be richly compensated for your skills and expertise. Believe me when I tell you that money is no object. Name your price, and I'll double it. Triple it, if necessary."
I shook my head. "There's not enough money in the world to get me to work for you."
"Ah, but money's not the only thing I can offer you. I think we'd both agree there are things that are far more precious than money, especially to people like us."
"And what would these precious things be?"
Kincaid grinned. "A little peace and quiet."
"What do you mean?"
His grin widened. "Consider this a tit-for-tat deal. You kill Salina, and I take care of all the folks who want to take out the Spider. That's a win-win for everyone, I'd say."
I looked at the casino boss. "Let me get this straight. In return for my killing Salina, you'll agree to what - call off every other lowlife in Ashland? I don't think you have that much pull, Philly."
"I have quite a bit more than you think, Gin," he said. "At the very least, I can give you some breathing room. It's been two months since Mab's funeral. How many people have you had to kill since then? A dozen? Two?"
I hadn't been keeping count. It wasn't like I was getting paid to kill people anymore - I had to do it simply to survive. But the constant barrage of blood and bodies had been enough to make me tired - so tired. That was the reason I'd gone down to Blue Marsh a few weeks ago, just so I could get away from everyone in Ashland who wanted me dead. But of course my vacation had ended up being just as dangerous. Still, I had to give Kincaid credit. His offer was tempting - far more tempting than he knew. It looked like the casino boss was shrewder, smarter, and more devious than I'd realized.
"Go on."
"Go on?" he asked. "And say what?"
"Oh, I don't know," I said. "Like maybe why Salina wants to kill you. I'm the one asking the questions, remember? Now, I'm assuming that you were her ultimate target, since it's your fancy riverboat we're on. I'm also guessing that offing Antonio the way she did was just fun for her, and that's why she didn't kill you to start with. Or maybe she killed him first to sucker you into going over to his body so she could use what was left of him to wrap that water noose around your neck. Personally, I like to be more straightforward about these things, but Salina seems a little ostentatious when it comes to her magic. Either way, she had no qualms about dropping two bodies here tonight."
He snorted. "You have no idea what Salina's idea of fun is."
"So enlighten me."
"All right," Kincaid said. "Since you've made it so clear what will happen if I don't answer your questions."
I just smiled and kept twirling my knife in my hand.
He drew in a breath. "Salina and I have been enemies for years. No real reason, just a mutual distaste for each other. It's not as dramatic as your victory over Mab, but I count the day Salina left town as one of the happiest of my life. But over the past few months, I've been hearing some rather disturbing rumors that she'd finally decided to come back to Ashland, rumors I was able to confirm a few days ago."