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I released my hold on the demon and left the dance floor as Josie emerged from a private room with rumpled clothingand half her hair hanging loose from a ponytail. A woman with a half-buttoned blouse slipped out the door behind her and scurried away.
“Where were you?” Dantalion demanded.
“Busy.” Josie surveyed the carnage. “What in the hell happened?”
“You didn’t hear it? A couple bruisers decided to show off,” the duke of hell replied.
I noticed a lipstick stain on Josie’s neck. “You’ve got a smudge.” I tapped the same spot on my neck.
Scowling, Josie rubbed away the mark. “Where are they now?”
“On the dance floor,” Dan said.
She stood on her tiptoes for a better view. “Are they locked down with a spell?”
“No,” Dan replied. “They’re calm now, thanks to the guild.”
The vampire snapped to attention. “They didn’t kill anyone, did they?”
“No, but Sunny came close to incinerating a boar,” I told her.
Josie turned her sharp gaze to me. “A boar?”
“It must’ve snuck in from the woods,” Dan said. “If we’re lucky, the wolves will hunt it tonight.”
I wasn’t sure how the boar managed to get past Larry. The bouncer would ID his own mother. “Too bad your boss took a vacation and left you two to clean up the mess.” Petty party, table for one.
Josie’s hands curled into fists. “Kane doesn’t go on vacation.”
“I’d hardly call where he went a vacation,” Dan added.
Shushing him, Josie punched his arm. Hard.
“I don’t see why it’s a secret,” Dan said, rubbing the injured spot.
“We don’t have to understand his reasons in order to respect his request for privacy,” Josie shot back. “That’s what friends do.”
I grunted. “Kane doesn’t have friends. He has minions.”
The vampire and the demon stared at me with equal ire.
Josie spoke first. “I’d be more than happy to throw you out of here headfirst.”
Dantalion held up his hands. “I’ve seen her fight, Josie. I recommend escorting her politely to the door without touching her.”
I smiled. Smart demon.
Josie’s gaze flicked to the door that separated the club from Kane’s private quarters. “You’ve outstayed your welcome,” she told me.
The dance floor was secure, the wild boar was gone, the fighters had fled the scene, and there was no sign of Gun. She was right; it was time to go.
“Nice to see you again, Josie. See you around, Dandelion.”
I strode through the club with my shoulders squared and my chin held high. I refused to allow Josie’s continued disrespect to rattle me. She was only protecting her boss, which seemed to be her primary function in life. Then again, I’d never known anyone who inspired the kind of loyalty and devotion that Kane did. It was impressive—and infuriating.
I spilled through the exit and into the cold night air alongside a group of fae. They seemed slightly agitated, and I debated whether I needed to interfere before they caused problems elsewhere.
“What are you looking at, princess?” the green-haired fae asked in a hostile tone.
