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years ago.”
“Even better! She can drive down early, and we can have an invisible wall around Wyatt’s house by lunchtime. I’ll even pick up hot wings for us to eat.” I frowned, wondering if Haitian people ate hot wings. I think I saw Michelle eat them once.
“Normally I doubt I could get her here with so little notice, but if I tell her she’s doing a favor for Satan, she’ll probably drop everything.”
Uh,oh. Favor? She’d expect one in return. And I wasn’t sure what kind of favor a Haitian priestess would want.
“What will I owe her for this invisible wall?” I asked suspiciously.
Michelle looked surprised. “She didn’t charge me anything, but I am her niece. I can ask her how much. Is there a certain amount you don’t want to go over? I mean, you’ve got a lot of money, Sam, and this does seem kind of important. Especially if the demons are focusing on Wyatt now.”
“It’s not money I’m worried about.”
“Umm,” Michelle nodded knowingly. “I’ll ask. Who knows with her. Maybe she’ll want you to help her with something?”
Or get something for her. I left for home with Michelle’s assurances that she’d call me later tonight to finalize arrangements. It would be such a relief to have Wyatt somewhat protected, especially if I was going to be away meeting with an elf lord and then at a Ruling Council meeting. This way he could hole up in his house and wait out any demon attack until I returned. Or shoot at them from the safety of his home. It would be a real pain, being effectively banned from his house, but with any luck I’d take care of this elf job and have Haagenti off our backs in a week, tops.
I walked in my front door to see Leethu still sprawled on the couch, with several empty vodka bottles on the floor. She’d managed to find my secret stash of good stuff too. Between booze and entertainment, Leethu was proving to be a rather expensive houseguest.
“Ni–ni, you’re home.” She jumped up from the couch and ran to me. I felt a moment of guilt. She was truly glad to see me after being stuck in my house alone all day. I could hardly begrudge her my best vodka. Poor thing.
“Look what I brought you.” I handed Leethu a stack of naughty magazines. They weren’t the cheap ones either. I told her to not trash them because I’d like to peruse them myself at a later date. I was sure Wyatt would be interested too. Then I set up my laptop and found a hard core S&M chat room and banished her to the upstairs to entertain herself while I made my call to Dar. Leethu seemed clueless, but I got the feeling she was shrewder than she let on. I wasn’t sure how much I wanted her to know of my business at this point, how much to trust her. I’m sure she knew Haagenti was after me, and she knew I was the Iblis, but it was better to keep the details away from her until I could gauge whether or not she’d be likely to betray me. I waited a few moments to make sure she was engrossed in her activities then called Dar.
“So am I still deep in shit?” I asked him as soon as he picked up.
“Oh yeah. Haagenti is not going to give up on this one. You really should come back here and let him beat the holy fuck out of you for a few centuries. The longer you stay away, the worse he gets.”
“I can’t Dar,” I protested. “I’ve got these stupid Iblis duties, and while I’d be happy to shirk them, I won’t be happy to never see my human friends again. They’d all be dead by the time Haagenti is finished with me.”
“They’re going to be dead soon anyway,” Dar warned. “If you come back, at least they’ll live out their normal life expectancies. I can’t imagine why, but I know you care about that sort of thing. I’m guessing you’d rather they live happily to a ripe old age and never see you again, than watch them be eviscerated right in front of you.”
I winced. He was right. But I still wasn’t going to let Haagenti get his hands on me if I could help
“Even better! She can drive down early, and we can have an invisible wall around Wyatt’s house by lunchtime. I’ll even pick up hot wings for us to eat.” I frowned, wondering if Haitian people ate hot wings. I think I saw Michelle eat them once.
“Normally I doubt I could get her here with so little notice, but if I tell her she’s doing a favor for Satan, she’ll probably drop everything.”
Uh,oh. Favor? She’d expect one in return. And I wasn’t sure what kind of favor a Haitian priestess would want.
“What will I owe her for this invisible wall?” I asked suspiciously.
Michelle looked surprised. “She didn’t charge me anything, but I am her niece. I can ask her how much. Is there a certain amount you don’t want to go over? I mean, you’ve got a lot of money, Sam, and this does seem kind of important. Especially if the demons are focusing on Wyatt now.”
“It’s not money I’m worried about.”
“Umm,” Michelle nodded knowingly. “I’ll ask. Who knows with her. Maybe she’ll want you to help her with something?”
Or get something for her. I left for home with Michelle’s assurances that she’d call me later tonight to finalize arrangements. It would be such a relief to have Wyatt somewhat protected, especially if I was going to be away meeting with an elf lord and then at a Ruling Council meeting. This way he could hole up in his house and wait out any demon attack until I returned. Or shoot at them from the safety of his home. It would be a real pain, being effectively banned from his house, but with any luck I’d take care of this elf job and have Haagenti off our backs in a week, tops.
I walked in my front door to see Leethu still sprawled on the couch, with several empty vodka bottles on the floor. She’d managed to find my secret stash of good stuff too. Between booze and entertainment, Leethu was proving to be a rather expensive houseguest.
“Ni–ni, you’re home.” She jumped up from the couch and ran to me. I felt a moment of guilt. She was truly glad to see me after being stuck in my house alone all day. I could hardly begrudge her my best vodka. Poor thing.
“Look what I brought you.” I handed Leethu a stack of naughty magazines. They weren’t the cheap ones either. I told her to not trash them because I’d like to peruse them myself at a later date. I was sure Wyatt would be interested too. Then I set up my laptop and found a hard core S&M chat room and banished her to the upstairs to entertain herself while I made my call to Dar. Leethu seemed clueless, but I got the feeling she was shrewder than she let on. I wasn’t sure how much I wanted her to know of my business at this point, how much to trust her. I’m sure she knew Haagenti was after me, and she knew I was the Iblis, but it was better to keep the details away from her until I could gauge whether or not she’d be likely to betray me. I waited a few moments to make sure she was engrossed in her activities then called Dar.
“So am I still deep in shit?” I asked him as soon as he picked up.
“Oh yeah. Haagenti is not going to give up on this one. You really should come back here and let him beat the holy fuck out of you for a few centuries. The longer you stay away, the worse he gets.”
“I can’t Dar,” I protested. “I’ve got these stupid Iblis duties, and while I’d be happy to shirk them, I won’t be happy to never see my human friends again. They’d all be dead by the time Haagenti is finished with me.”
“They’re going to be dead soon anyway,” Dar warned. “If you come back, at least they’ll live out their normal life expectancies. I can’t imagine why, but I know you care about that sort of thing. I’m guessing you’d rather they live happily to a ripe old age and never see you again, than watch them be eviscerated right in front of you.”
I winced. He was right. But I still wasn’t going to let Haagenti get his hands on me if I could help
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