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“Just as bad as the kitchen. Except for Menolly’s lair. We’re facing a lot of cleanup. A lot of loss.” The kettle whistled, and I poured our tea.
“Oh man, what about the Whispering Mirror?” Camille jumped up.
“I didn’t notice,” I said, and she took off for the stairs.
I pressed my fingers to my temples. A headache a mile wide was pounding out a frenzied beat in the back of my mind. Migraines R Us, I thought.
Smoky opened the refrigerator door. The demons had apparently ignored it. The contents were intact. He pulled out a loaf of bread, lunch meat, and all the fixings for sandwiches and silently set to work. I had to give it to him. When the chips were down, he did what needed to be done without urging or complaint.
Camille returned to the kitchen as Smoky finished making a platter of roast beef sandwiches. We looked at her.
She shook her head. “Shattered. We’re going to have to send someone through the portal to Queen Asteria and ask her if she has a spare. All of my spell components have been trashed. Some are missing. And on the not-so-urgent but irritating side, my makeup’s been upended and smashed. Thank heavens for hardwood floors. If I had a carpet in my bedroom, it would be trashed.” She pulled out her cell phone. “I’m calling Morio and Roz. We need all the help we can get.”
While Camille talked quietly on the phone, Iris dragged in a trash can from out back. I turned my attention to the mess on the kitchen floor. Sandwich in one hand, with the other hand I began tossing chunks of broken glassware and battered pans into the can.
Iris joined me, kneeling over a spot by the table where at least four place settings of our good china lay, smashed to bits. She gathered up the halves of a broken serving platter in her hands and hung her head.
“I’m so sorry, girls. I feel like I should have been able to stop them.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Smoky said. “You’re lucky you had time to hide. You saved yourself, and you saved the cub. Otherwise, you’d both be demon fodder by now. RÄksasas are cannibalistic, you know. They feast on anything that walks on two or four legs. Karvanak would happily munch you down for an afternoon snack and then follow up with Maggie as dessert. So don’t even think that you were lacking courage. You did the smart thing. Now, sit at the table, and eat.”
Iris flashed him a grateful smile. “Thank you for that, my dragon friend. I felt so helpless, sitting there in the dark. For about two hours, I wondered whether it was safe. Should I try to come up? Should I wait? What would happen if Delilah or Camille came home alone and found the RÄksasa in the house? It’s been a soul-searching morning, that I can tell you.”
I stared at the mess. Now that my worry over Maggie and Iris was quelled, a new, uneasy feeling began to grow. “Oh shit. Oh hell.”
“What’s up? What’s wrong?” Camille asked, looking over at me from where she was sorting a few unbroken plates from the rubble.
“Chase! I went to see him at his apartment. The living room was trashed. I stopped in at Erika’s, but she said she hasn’t seen him since yesterday afternoon, and I’m pretty sure she’s telling the truth.” My gut twisted. Had Karvanak been there? I hadn’t smelled the telltale scent of his fragrance, but then again, he had plenty of lackeys working for him.
“Do you think—” Camille dropped the bag. “You don’t think the demons took him, do you?”
“I don’t know,” I said miserably. “There wasn’t any blood—not any that I could see. Only the living room was tossed. I left just as Sharah arrived. But, could it be coincidence? Iris, do you have any idea what the demons were looking for?”
She shook her head. “No. The seal, perhaps?” With a loud sigh, she motioned for Camille to join us at the table, then wiggled her fingers. The whisk broom and dustpan Camille had been using righted themselves and went to work on their own. “There’s no need for us to bother ourselves with this mess when I can set the tools to work by themselves.”
“Or who,” Smoky said after a moment.
“Who what?” I asked. Camille had found some potato salad in the fridge and was dishing it out to go with Smoky’s sandwiches, which were so well-endowed with beef and cheese that the meat overshadowed the tomatoes, lettuce, and bread. I didn’t mind. I was a carnivore. I bit into a second sandwich and closed my eyes as the taste of rare beef trickled down my throat.
“I mean, maybe the demons weren’t looking for a what, but a who. What if they were searching for Iris and Maggie? All of your cars were gone except for Menolly’s, and Karvanak knows she’s a vampire. He knew she’d be asleep. You’ll notice they didn’t come during the night or early morning, when you’d all be at home and awake.”
I didn’t like where this was going.
“I think the demons have been waiting for a time when Iris would be alone and unable to protect herself,” he said.
“You mean, they were out to kill her?” Camille asked, thudding into the nearest chair.
“Not necessarily—” Smoky stopped as my cell phone rang, cutting him off.
I flipped open the phone. “Hello?”
A low voice, masculine and throaty, answered. “Is this Delilah D’Artigo?”
“Yes,” I said. Warning bells were ringing loud and clear in my gut. The energy coming through the line was so threatening that my hackles rose.
“Karvanak here. Shut the fuck up and listen. Your boyfriend’s life depends on your ability to follow instructions.”
Oh hell! They did have Chase. I hastily motioned to the others and held my finger to my lips, motioning for Camille to crowd next to the receiver so she could listen along with me.
