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P.S. I assume you found Gorgonzolina, a mate for your little friend. You’re welcome. Keep a close eye on them both. They are your responsibility. If they misbehave, even a little, they will be banished back to their realm. And you know what that means.
Cimil had drawn a little skull and crossbones at the bottom of the note.
Damien hung his head and growled. This was not part of his plan. Finding a mate for Bonbon was a way to get rid of him. Now he was responsible for two love-sucking demons?
And how had Cimil known he’d find Gorgonzolina?
Cimil claimed she was now the Goddess of Death and War, but clearly she still had visionary gifts like before.
Gods help us all if he was right. Bringing death, waging war,andthe ability to see the past and future? Seemed like a tremendous amount of power for one being. Did the other gods know about this?
Of course, the gods were suspiciously absent, and he didn’t buy this retirement story. If true, the world was about to spin out of control.
On the other hand, the gods were completely insane, so maybe it was a good thing?
In any case, while the gods not showing up today might have bought him more time, it also meant he’d lost the opportunity to talk his way out of this wild-goose chase.
Asking him to solve the immortal exodus was like asking someone to bring back humans after a nuclear explosion. Some things just couldn’t be undone. Dead was dead. Gone was gone.
Are we done here now? We have killing to do, tailor. And do not lie and tell me you’re not as anxious as I am; I heard your thoughts when you unleashed me.
“I was angry and in shock. Who wouldn’t be?”
We both know what comes next, tailor. Why fight it?
Damien’s phone rang. It was Boris, the Russian mobster he’d hired to look after Sky’s nephew and sister.
“Greystone here.”
“Hello, friend. I call with news,” Boris said with his thick accent. “I catch man trying to burn down woman’s house.”
“What?”
“Dah. He come with firebomb—very ugly style. Like KGB used. Car battery, gasoline can—”
“What did you do with the man?”
“I keel him good.”
“No, not good. I needed to question him.” For example, it would be nice to know who hired him. Newbery or someone else?
“When man points gun at Boris, Boris points gun back and shoots. The end. Now I let you know woman and kid are on plane.”
“What are you talking about?” Damien asked.
“I hear woman say to kid she get text from sister, telling her to come to house-safe.”
“You mean a safe house?”
“Dah. To place on Sunset Ridge. In LA.”
Sonofa…That was his house! Was Sky behind this? Maybe she’d enlisted Pet’s help. But why would they do this? Having Sky’s family stay with him was not an option. Especially now that his beast was back.
“A fucking text message from Sky?” he muttered in disbelief. “I guess that means the body hasn’t been found yet.”
“Repeat, please.”
“Never mind.” Better not to share too much with Boris. His world was all about leverage and blackmail.
