Wayward Souls (Harker & Moriarty #2)

Merrion Square, Dublin (Cearnóg Mhuirfean, Baile átha Cliath)

Samhain

The sleek black carriage with its gilding of screaming-soul flames and enormous black horses clattered down the cobblestone road, stopping before Mr. Bishop’s house. The carriage driver, a tousled, blond man with soulful eyes, hopped down and held open the door.

“Wait,” Sam said as Jakob mounted the step into the carriage. “Something about this isn’t right. The Otherworld has reason to be upset, I understand that. But if the Mórrígan can extend her power beyond her cage, why hasn’t she simply attacked her captors directly? Why call upon the Wild Hunt?”