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“I’m not sure. It’s supposed to be nice. You should come with us and see what it’s like.”
“Okay. So that’s it? God stops by to argue and you get everything you want?”
“Hardly. But enough. And now I owe him a favor.”
“He’ll want the Qomrama.”
“Yeah, but he knows he can’t have that. That means it’ll be something a lot harder.”
She puts an arm around me.
“We’ll deal with it when happens.”
“Thanks.”
I get up and drop the cigarette in the dregs of Mr. Muninn’s coffee.
“Can I tell Brigitte about Liam getting out of Hell?”
“Don’t go into details, but yeah. Why not?”
“She’ll know it was you.”
I say, “We should get food delivered to celebrate.”
“Excellent idea. What should we get?”
“You and Kasabian work it out. He has a million delivery menus around here. I have to make a phone call.”
I walk her to the stairs and call down.
“Hey, Samael. Want to stay for dinner?”
“Will there be donuts?” he says.
“No.”
“Then yes.”
Candy heads downstairs and I go back into a bedroom and close the door. I get out my phone and scroll back through the old incoming call numbers until I find the one I’m looking for.
“Hello? Who is this please? I don’t recognize your number.”
It’s a man’s voice. Vaguely familiar. He called me once when he was possessed.
“Talk to me, Merihim.”
“Who? I think you have wrong number.”
“Come on, Merihim. I know you’ve been in this guy’s head before. Come back and talk to me.”
“I’m hanging up now.”
“Talk to me.”
The line goes quiet but the other guy hasn’t hung up.
“Stark. How nice to hear from you. We haven’t talked in a while.”
