by Sophie Davis
“It’s possible she didn’t,” Betsy chimed in. “The Panel doesn’t actually tell you the final Judgment until after they’ve given you the choice of becoming an Egrgoroi.”
This knowledge didn’t change the fact that the next time I died I wouldn’t pass go, I wouldn’t collect two hundred dollars, and no matter how I lived my life up until that point I was going to burn in Tartarus… or whatever it was they did to inflict misery upon the souls there.
Epilogue
“Where to now?” Kaydon asked. We were back in the Jeep and pulling out of Betsy Klinefelter’s driveway, with a loaner dream catcher for Kaydon in exchange for our promise to never show up on her doorstep again.
“Hotel first,” I said.
“And then?”
“And then we find a way through one of the physical gates to the underworld, find Minos, and appeal our cases.”
“Our cases? I don’t really have a leg to stand on. I’m in clear violation of my contract, Endora. If I physically go into the underworld, they won’t let me back out. For that matter, they won’t let you back out.”
“You don’t have to come, but that’s a chance I’m willing to take,” I said. Too many people had sacrificed too much for me already. This was my life, my fate, and it was time I started taking control of it. “Besides, contracts are like promises, Kaydon. They’re meant to be broken.”
I spoke with more confidence than I felt. But Mr. Wentworth had been right when he’d said I was my mother’s daughter. My mother, Evelyn Cable Andrews, was the best trial attorney in Maryland and, in my opinion, the country. Eighteen years of sharing a roof with her had taught me a lot of tricks, and I was willing to bet my soul that good lawyering transcended worlds.
I would not sit by and wait for underworld assassins to find and kill me. I would not spend whatever was left of my life in fear or hiding like Betsy Klinefelter. I would not let Kaydon die for saving my life, nor would I let the underworld have him. In the short time we’d known each other, he’d become too important to me. Enough people had been hurt on my account. No matter what happened to me, I would not let Kaydon share my fate.
I would meet this fight head-on. I would reclaim the right to make my own destiny. I might not be able to change the way the world worked and return free will to everyone, but I could and would get back mine.
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