"What kind of…" she began, but Ray silenced her.
"Sign it," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. "With your blood."
"But…"Keller hesitated but Ray's blue cold eyes shut her up.
With a resigned sigh, Keller reached into her robes. Just as her hand brushed against a hidden pocket, a flash of blue streaked through the air. An ice needle materialized, pinning into her chest. A bead of crimson welled up in the exposed flesh of her cleavage.
"What the…" Keller muttered, a surprised cry escaping her lips.
"You're a cunning woman, Keller," Ray said, his voice devoid of emotion as he casually retrieved a small vial filled with a dark red liquid from a hidden fold in her clothes. "And resourceful, apparently. But not resourceful enough."
Keller stared at the vial in Ray's grasp, recognition dawning in her eyes. "Damn it," she muttered under her breath. "How does he know…?" Her thought hung unanswered.