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gaping hole of the front door. “Do you really think there are thousands of demons headed to Florida?”
Grace tucked a stray piece of silver hair behind her ear. “Yes, I do.”
His pulse quickened. “We can’t fight that many. We barely survived the few dozen here.”
Boon returned, pulling a belt tight around a pair of Bruce’s pants that were two sizes too big for his small frame. “Hope you don’t mind.”
“No. Help yourself.” Bruce nodded.
Grace glanced at Bruce. “You okay?”
He scrubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah. Embarrassed, but good.”
Did he really just say embarrassed? Not ashamed or devastated that he broke his daughter’s heart?
Alexander struggled to keep his thoughts to himself, not wanting to say something he’d regret later. He inhaled a deep breath and swore he could smell Gabby’s shampoo. “Why’d you do it?”
Bruce sucked in a long breath. “Don’t know. The bottle was there before your ceremony. This overwhelming desire to dull the nagging ache that haunts me every second of everyday became unbearable.”
“Demon trick. Wasn’t your fault,” Boon offered, but everyone knew Bruce still ultimately made the choice.
“Thanks, but I was wrong, and I broke my little girl’s heart…again.”
Alexander’s heart softened at his words. “She’ll be fine. She loves you and that’s all that matters.”
Bruce half-smiled and glanced around the room. “Guess this old shack is done for now.
Good thing Gabby never liked it.”
Alexander smacked his shoulder. “Actually, she grew to love it here.”
Memories of the day he stood in the living room longing to kiss her, but knew he couldn’t, swept him into action. “Where do you think he took her?”
“I’ve got a good idea.” Bruce retrieved the gun from the floor and held it up. “Guess I’m going to need a new weapon.”
Sammy shook her head. “You heard Forras, if we go after her, he’ll kill us all and send Gabby to Hell.
“Since when has that ever stopped you four?” Grace’s mouth rose in a mischievous grin.
“You have a plan?” Alexander asked. Hope flooded him.
Grace leaned in. “How do you feel about becoming a demon?”
Chapter Six
Florescent lights flickered down the main hall as Gabby flipped the switch. It was eerie to return to Kemp High School after so long. After the Prim fled, none of them returned. Social workers never showed up as she’d feared and her education continued at home in between training sessions.
Gabby slid her palm along the white, grooved brick wall, her finger tracing the painted grout. “Why’d you bring me here?”
“Safest place in Kemp right now.” Forras scanned the halls, his flat top and letter jacket drawing her back to the first day of cheerleading practice when they’d exchanged words on the football field. Okay, she threatened to put a bullet through him, but she didn’t know at the time he was a demon. Instead, she’d thought he was just an obnoxious, conceded jock.
Forras led them down the hall of the three hundred block and turned to the back stairwell. The hair on the back of her neck stood erect, warning of danger.
She halted. How was she going to use the fact the love of his life, Charlotte, the one her own father had allegedly killed, was in Heaven to convince him to fight for them?
Gabby pulled free, “I know where she is.”
Forras leaned against the grey molding of the doorway, the doors propped open in invitation. With a sneer, his gaze slid over her. “Really? And what makes you think I care?”
“She’s the girl you love. The one who was hurt when my father tried to stop you.”
“No, your father murdered her in cold blood. I know. I was there. She bled out in my arms. No healing angel to save her. Abandoned and left to rot here on Earth. Heaven doesn’t care about us. Any of us. Even your precious golden boy is nothing to them. Just a pawn in their game of Earth domination. News flash, I don’t care who
Grace tucked a stray piece of silver hair behind her ear. “Yes, I do.”
His pulse quickened. “We can’t fight that many. We barely survived the few dozen here.”
Boon returned, pulling a belt tight around a pair of Bruce’s pants that were two sizes too big for his small frame. “Hope you don’t mind.”
“No. Help yourself.” Bruce nodded.
Grace glanced at Bruce. “You okay?”
He scrubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah. Embarrassed, but good.”
Did he really just say embarrassed? Not ashamed or devastated that he broke his daughter’s heart?
Alexander struggled to keep his thoughts to himself, not wanting to say something he’d regret later. He inhaled a deep breath and swore he could smell Gabby’s shampoo. “Why’d you do it?”
Bruce sucked in a long breath. “Don’t know. The bottle was there before your ceremony. This overwhelming desire to dull the nagging ache that haunts me every second of everyday became unbearable.”
“Demon trick. Wasn’t your fault,” Boon offered, but everyone knew Bruce still ultimately made the choice.
“Thanks, but I was wrong, and I broke my little girl’s heart…again.”
Alexander’s heart softened at his words. “She’ll be fine. She loves you and that’s all that matters.”
Bruce half-smiled and glanced around the room. “Guess this old shack is done for now.
Good thing Gabby never liked it.”
Alexander smacked his shoulder. “Actually, she grew to love it here.”
Memories of the day he stood in the living room longing to kiss her, but knew he couldn’t, swept him into action. “Where do you think he took her?”
“I’ve got a good idea.” Bruce retrieved the gun from the floor and held it up. “Guess I’m going to need a new weapon.”
Sammy shook her head. “You heard Forras, if we go after her, he’ll kill us all and send Gabby to Hell.
“Since when has that ever stopped you four?” Grace’s mouth rose in a mischievous grin.
“You have a plan?” Alexander asked. Hope flooded him.
Grace leaned in. “How do you feel about becoming a demon?”
Chapter Six
Florescent lights flickered down the main hall as Gabby flipped the switch. It was eerie to return to Kemp High School after so long. After the Prim fled, none of them returned. Social workers never showed up as she’d feared and her education continued at home in between training sessions.
Gabby slid her palm along the white, grooved brick wall, her finger tracing the painted grout. “Why’d you bring me here?”
“Safest place in Kemp right now.” Forras scanned the halls, his flat top and letter jacket drawing her back to the first day of cheerleading practice when they’d exchanged words on the football field. Okay, she threatened to put a bullet through him, but she didn’t know at the time he was a demon. Instead, she’d thought he was just an obnoxious, conceded jock.
Forras led them down the hall of the three hundred block and turned to the back stairwell. The hair on the back of her neck stood erect, warning of danger.
She halted. How was she going to use the fact the love of his life, Charlotte, the one her own father had allegedly killed, was in Heaven to convince him to fight for them?
Gabby pulled free, “I know where she is.”
Forras leaned against the grey molding of the doorway, the doors propped open in invitation. With a sneer, his gaze slid over her. “Really? And what makes you think I care?”
“She’s the girl you love. The one who was hurt when my father tried to stop you.”
“No, your father murdered her in cold blood. I know. I was there. She bled out in my arms. No healing angel to save her. Abandoned and left to rot here on Earth. Heaven doesn’t care about us. Any of us. Even your precious golden boy is nothing to them. Just a pawn in their game of Earth domination. News flash, I don’t care who
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