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their destination, Tane moved to her side, his fingers clutching his dagger as if it could stem his rising dread.
    “And how do you get out?”
    Laylah halted, turning to meet his wary gaze with a lift of her brows.
    “Obviously, the same way I got in.”
    “We barely survived the entry,” he gritted. “Are you certain the exit won’t be worse?”
    “We barely survived because I had an unwelcomed passenger,” she tartly reminded him. “A passenger I don’t intend to have on my way out.”
    He stilled, his eyes narrowing to dangerous slits. “You can’t abandon me here.”
    “Why not?” she challenged, her chin tilted to a defiant angle. As if she weren’t facing down one of the most lethal demons in the entire world. “I certainly didn’t invite you to come along for the trip. You can find your own way home.”
    “That’s not amusing.”
    The chin went up another inch. “It wasn’t meant to be.” He reached to grasp that stubborn chin, ignoring the gargoyle sleeping in her arms. “I would be trapped.”
    “So what?” The dark eyes smoldered with a direct challenge. “You intend to have me executed. Why the hell shouldn’t I leave you here to rot?”
    His brooding gaze swept over her fragile features and the weariness she couldn’t entirely disguise. He wasn’t about to confess that he’d followed her for far more personal reasons than turning her over to the Oracles.
    She had enough weapons to wield against him.
    Dangerous, potent weapons, he grimly conceded, a fiery awareness sizzling through his body.
    “The Commission has commanded that Jinn mongrels be brought to them,” he said with a shrug. “There’s nothing to say that they won’t decide you’re not a danger and release you.”
    “Yeah right.” Her sharp laugh was oddly muffled by the surrounding fog. “I suppose you also have some Bernie Madoff stock you want me to buy?”
    His brows drew together. “What?”
    “I’m not stupid,” she clarified. “As soon as they get their nasty hands on me I’ll be sacrificed for the greater good.”
    “Very dramatic, but I can promise you that the Commission has far more important matters to concentrate on than a stray half-breed.”
    His thumb absently stroked over the lush fullness of her lower lip, his body throbbing in tempo with her rapid heartbeat.
    “What matters?”
    He grimaced. He left demon politics to Styx. Why stab someone in the back when it was far more satisfying to stab them in the heart? But not even a complete hermit could have ignored the gathering tension.
    Something big was coming and the Commission was bracing to head it off.
    “The private discussions are above my pay grade, but there’s no secret that the Oracles have been gathered in Styx’s former lair south of Chicago for weeks,” he said.
    “And what does that prove?” She jerked away from his touch, as if he’d scalded her. “That they’re a bunch of freeloaders who overstay their welcome?”
    Tane shook his head, caught between the urge to wrap her into his arms and drink deeply of her passionate nature or to shake some sense into her thick skull.
    As fascinating as he might find her fire and brimstone the Commission wouldn’t be even a little amused by her lack of respect.
    “They’re not a fraternity who like to hang out and play Wii together,” he said, saving his lecture on treating the Commission with the proper reverence for later. Did he really want to point out just how dangerous the temperamental demons could be when he needed Laylah to get out of the damned fog? “Each of the Oracles are powerful demons of different species, some of them mortal enemies who are forced to play nice when they must meet to resolve conflicts or offer rulings. But they never linger a second longer than necessary.”
    “Which only means that they are conveniently gathered for a lynching.”
    Unable to deny her accusation, he smoothly slid into diversion mode.
    Any warrior knew that a timely distraction