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  From Mythunderstood - book 6 in the series Chapter One   “I need your help,” the voice on the other end of the phone said and I froze. The simple truth was, I never expected to hear from her again. At least not in this life. Plus, I was still feeling from the sight of a black fox darting from the undergrowth in the woods and dropping a flip phone cell on the path at my feet. It felt surreal and disconnected, like the fragment of a dream where the afterimage lingers long after the sun has come up to burn away the memories. I remembered her. Kiko. From Vegas. The fox made sense.   She was kitsune. Half human, half deity spirit from the island of Japan. I tried to think of a great comeback, one that would impress her and stoke the fires. “I bet you do.” Nailed it. “Because of Vegas?” she purred. I could imagine the curl of her pouty lip, lifted in one corner in a semblance of a smile. “Exactly,” I said into the phone and tried not to yell as I ignored the sli