This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
I’d like to dedicate this story to the villains who have it in them to redeem themselves.
The Soul Dealer: Redemption
Copyright © 2010
Time seemed to work differently here, wherever here was.
After Cain’s soul had been stripped away from his body by the demented sorcerer, Samson Miller, he’d been dumped inside a room reeking of age and a hundred other smells he didn’t recognize, or want to dwell on.