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made.”  Something sinister was up.  “It is time for that to come to an end.”
    Everything was coming full circle.  “So this is where we come in.  You want to kill him?”
    “Yes I do.  And you were right before, this is about a scorned love.”
    Her face went red, a sign she didn’t want to elaborate, but I let her slide with a lot.  I was owed an answer on this.  “What did he do to you?”
    “He was married to me when he courted the wolf.  Instead of being a man and telling me truthfully what happened, he found the one person that walked this world with the power to send me back to the Pit.  He found the Teacher.”

Chapter 5
     
    By the time we exited the tunnel behind Pan’s camp, the storm was whipped up really good.  The two of us sprinted to the nearest building for shelter.  As we entered, I couldn’t help but marvel at the craftsmanship of the structure.  I was decently handy, as I’d built a deck on the back of my house a long time ago, but Pan and his band of psychos put my skills to shame.
    The Sphinx seemed to be in no mood to talk, so I left her and began exploring this place.  Seeing as how she didn’t stop me from leaving, I took it that we were pretty well safe, or as safe as one could be.  I left the atrium and took a set of stairs up to a second level.  I got the feeling this was more like a central meeting room.  Hammocks and primitive looking chairs littered the area.  It kinda made me sad, as this should’ve been an awesome for kids, not the home of one of the most dangerous vampires alive.
    At the far side of the room was an opening.  A covered bridge led to another platform with some more huts.  I didn’t have anything else to do, so I decided to keep going.  There were a few times on the bridge I was worried about it collapsing under me, but it held ‘til the end.  I looked over and could’ve sworn I saw the Sphinx’s eyes just in the shadows, but when I did a double take, they were gone.
    My first thoughts walking into this place was I’d reached some of the living quarters.  Again, I was impressed with their creativity; wooden loft beds and makeshift dressers stood as if ready to be used again.  For some reason I looked up and saw a trap door with a rope attached.  I was feeling rather froggy, so I reached up and gave the rope a good tug.  The door dropped revealing a rope ladder.
    “So you found Pan’s hideout.”
    Ah-ha!  I knew she’d been following me.  “It looks like it.  Going to go have a looksee I think.”
    She didn’t move and her expression was still really hard.  “There is much to learn up there, but I must warn you.  Do not begin to understand the plight of your enemy.  Pan is still an obstacle for you.”
    “You mean like I’ve come to understand you?”  That got a reaction.  “Aren’t we on different sides of the fence?”
    “An enemy does not save one’s life the way I saved yours.”
    “True, but you’re also holding me against my will here.”  I didn’t want to push her too far, she could kill me in the blink of an eye, I was sure of that.  “Obviously I’m going to help you, but I’ve never been under the impression we’d be called friends.”
    “I do not have friends.  If I learned anything from Oberon it is you cannot trust anyone but yourself.”  The venom in her words was thick.  Then she looked over and probably saw my concerned face.  “You are nothing like Oberon.  Even if you are distrustful of me, I have come to trust you.”
    This was a new Sphinx.  She’d lost her casual playfulness.  This was a woman scorned and because I knew, she didn’t have to hide it anymore.  “Whether I like it or not, I’m here with you and I owe you for saving my life.  I can’t quite say I trust ya, but I think it’s working that way.”
    That answer seemed to appease her and she gave me a slight smile before walking back out on to the bridge.  Loud claps of thunder echoed over the island.  I