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At the same time, Pax whistled. “That’s a big ask. I touched one of his computers once and he tried to break my jaw.”
Remington rolled his eyes. “All right, drama queen, save the theatrics for the soccer field.”
“I want to email an old friend,” I answered. “One of the few people I keep in touch with. She’ll be worried about me.”
I could’ve sworn they all visibly relaxed when I identified her as a woman.
“All right,” Remington said, and Pax’s eyes widened in surprise. He passed me one of his laptops—reluctantly. “Web browser only. Don’t poke around my files.”
“Believe me, I don’t want to,” I promised him. “I’ve seen enough horrors in my life.”
Remington rifled my hair affectionately, and I wasn’t sure what to make of that. I carried the laptop to the bedroom for a little privacy and contacted my hacker friend.
She popped up right away with a message back.It’s been a while. What do you need?
I can’t just check in with an old friend?
Sure. I tried cauliflower pizza recently and it was a disgrace. I also bought new pants. The way the old ones fit is the motive for the cauliflower. Oh, and I threw out all my old, mismatched socks and bought all new ones in a radical act of self-love. That’s everything new. Now, what do you need?
I laughed out loud. Sometimes I thought she was my favorite person, even though we’d never met in real life.
I know this is going to sound crazy and impossible… I was wondering if there was any way to track down if the Demon has any digital files? Photographs, journals, web browser records… I’d take anything.
Videos?
That lone word was a stab to my heart.Yes, I’d take those.
After the one that had surfaced, I’d never seen any others, but I knew they were lurking out there.
I’ll do what I can.
I can tell you the names he traveled under while I knew him.
By the time I disconnected with her, I felt a little better.
The Demon was wicked as ever, but he was in prison.
His followers were dead.
And I wasn’t entirely alone in the world.
Chapter22
Aurora
Remington ordered food in. The five of us sat around the coffee table in the living room of the suite. The world might be a dark place, but lo mein was still delicious. And the sight of Cain eating noodles with chopsticks was unexpectedly amusing.
“We need to head back,” Cain announced.
I shook my head. “You can do what you want, but I’m not leaving.”
He tossed a fortune cookie my way. “Spoiler alert: your fortune reads,You’re about to get your ass spanked.”
“Please,” I shot back. “But we’re staying until we find Sophia.”
“You know she’s dead,” Cain said with his usual tact. “What does it matter?”
I shot a quick glance at Stellan’s face, remembering his mother’s grief, his promises. “It matters to me.”
