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thighs and the guy screamed.
“Hey , jackass,” said the demon. “You don’t talk unless he asks a question.”
That was impressive. Intimidation by cat – never fails.
“Why did you trash my office?” I asked.
Jack eye d the cat warily. “I was paid to beat up some wizard named Ashendale. They said he lived here alone and I’d have the advantage,” he blurted out rapidly.
The cat did not torture him again. I assumed he was telling the truth.
“Who are they ?”
“ They said they'll kill me if I tell,” Jack whimpered.
Amaymon scraped his claws into his trousers.
“If you don't tell us, I will kill you,” he threatened.
“Wait,” I ordered. “We can go about this another way.”
Good cop, bad cop. Or, in our case, good wizard, homicidal kitty.
“ This is bugging me. When you heard Amaymon talk you said, not another talking animal . Which means you met another talking animal. What was it?” I asked.
Jack’s eyebrows shot up. “Black dog. Huge damn thing.”
I groaned internally. Unless there was another black talking dog around, then I was sending my bill to Mephisto. Or Gil.
“Lemme guess,” I groaned. “ Your boss is a petite blonde with a long braid and a weird costume? Drove around in a limo?”
Jack nodded.
“Ah, crap.”
“You know her?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“ Enemy?”
“ Worse. Sister.”
Jack laughed. “Good one.”
I didn’t laugh.
“You're serious?” he asked incredulously.
I rolled my eyes. “What about you, Jack? How come you're a hit man?” I asked, throwing the spotlight back on him.
“ I'm not a hit man.”
“ Good, because you're horrible at it. So, what are you? Thug for hire?”
Jack lowered his head. “I'm just need some cash. You don’t know what it’s like to live on the streets. And it's not like you're any better − running some sorta scam out of a fancy office.”
I wedged my face mere inches f rom his face. “Screw you. I help others. I use my powers to bring a little peace to this place, by ridding it of monsters and idiots like you. I never, never, took money to hurt anyone. Even when I lived on the streets at an age younger than you. So, take your sad story and shove it,” I said. My voice quivered in anger.
“ Didn't you escape the mansion?” interjected Amaymon. Somehow he managed to pull off a mocking expression on his feline face.
“ Not now, Amaymon. I'm trying to prove a point here,” I shot back.
But I thanked him inwardly - Amaymon knew that getting too emotional about this was not going to solve anything.
“Just getting my facts straight,” the cat replied innocently, before resuming the task of scratching the leather fabric of Jack's pants.
I took a deep breath. Get your game together Erik.
“Did she say where she was going?” I asked.
The Elemental glared. “I heard her mention a hospital.”
“ This jackass is a distraction,” said Amaymon.
I stood up, pushing my chair away. The demon was right. What better way to slow me down other than a literal human tank? This type of underhand tactic was just like Gil.
“Let’s go , then,” I told Amaymon. This was not the time to hold back – Gil was going to go after the succubus with angels and Mephisto in tow. I was bringing my backup.
I scooped up my coat and weapons.
“What's in it for me?” Amaymon asked as he hopped off Jack.
I raised my arms in exasperation. “What do you want from me?”
Amaymon’s whiskers flicked. “I already told you that. I’m not your pet or your servant. So, what’s in it for me?”
“ I dunno. Honor?” I suggested.
Amaymon simply stared at me as if I had just suggested shaving him.
I tried again, this time in a more upbeat tone, like a game show host.
“ How about an adventure, TV remote control for the next week, and a chance to flirt with a succubus? I hear girls find cats adorable.”
The cat flicked its tail enthusiastically.
“Sold. What are we still doing here?”
“ Hey, what about me?”
“Hey , jackass,” said the demon. “You don’t talk unless he asks a question.”
That was impressive. Intimidation by cat – never fails.
“Why did you trash my office?” I asked.
Jack eye d the cat warily. “I was paid to beat up some wizard named Ashendale. They said he lived here alone and I’d have the advantage,” he blurted out rapidly.
The cat did not torture him again. I assumed he was telling the truth.
“Who are they ?”
“ They said they'll kill me if I tell,” Jack whimpered.
Amaymon scraped his claws into his trousers.
“If you don't tell us, I will kill you,” he threatened.
“Wait,” I ordered. “We can go about this another way.”
Good cop, bad cop. Or, in our case, good wizard, homicidal kitty.
“ This is bugging me. When you heard Amaymon talk you said, not another talking animal . Which means you met another talking animal. What was it?” I asked.
Jack’s eyebrows shot up. “Black dog. Huge damn thing.”
I groaned internally. Unless there was another black talking dog around, then I was sending my bill to Mephisto. Or Gil.
“Lemme guess,” I groaned. “ Your boss is a petite blonde with a long braid and a weird costume? Drove around in a limo?”
Jack nodded.
“Ah, crap.”
“You know her?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“ Enemy?”
“ Worse. Sister.”
Jack laughed. “Good one.”
I didn’t laugh.
“You're serious?” he asked incredulously.
I rolled my eyes. “What about you, Jack? How come you're a hit man?” I asked, throwing the spotlight back on him.
“ I'm not a hit man.”
“ Good, because you're horrible at it. So, what are you? Thug for hire?”
Jack lowered his head. “I'm just need some cash. You don’t know what it’s like to live on the streets. And it's not like you're any better − running some sorta scam out of a fancy office.”
I wedged my face mere inches f rom his face. “Screw you. I help others. I use my powers to bring a little peace to this place, by ridding it of monsters and idiots like you. I never, never, took money to hurt anyone. Even when I lived on the streets at an age younger than you. So, take your sad story and shove it,” I said. My voice quivered in anger.
“ Didn't you escape the mansion?” interjected Amaymon. Somehow he managed to pull off a mocking expression on his feline face.
“ Not now, Amaymon. I'm trying to prove a point here,” I shot back.
But I thanked him inwardly - Amaymon knew that getting too emotional about this was not going to solve anything.
“Just getting my facts straight,” the cat replied innocently, before resuming the task of scratching the leather fabric of Jack's pants.
I took a deep breath. Get your game together Erik.
“Did she say where she was going?” I asked.
The Elemental glared. “I heard her mention a hospital.”
“ This jackass is a distraction,” said Amaymon.
I stood up, pushing my chair away. The demon was right. What better way to slow me down other than a literal human tank? This type of underhand tactic was just like Gil.
“Let’s go , then,” I told Amaymon. This was not the time to hold back – Gil was going to go after the succubus with angels and Mephisto in tow. I was bringing my backup.
I scooped up my coat and weapons.
“What's in it for me?” Amaymon asked as he hopped off Jack.
I raised my arms in exasperation. “What do you want from me?”
Amaymon’s whiskers flicked. “I already told you that. I’m not your pet or your servant. So, what’s in it for me?”
“ I dunno. Honor?” I suggested.
Amaymon simply stared at me as if I had just suggested shaving him.
I tried again, this time in a more upbeat tone, like a game show host.
“ How about an adventure, TV remote control for the next week, and a chance to flirt with a succubus? I hear girls find cats adorable.”
The cat flicked its tail enthusiastically.
“Sold. What are we still doing here?”
“ Hey, what about me?”
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