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coffee grounds to water, and he inevitably made the coffee stronger than he cared to drink it. Anna never complained though. At some point, she’d even given up tea because of her fondness for coffee.
    The woman at the other end of the phone conversation had to repeat her name twice before Colin remembered who she was. From the bedroom, he could tell his surprise had woken Anna.  She was trying to force the sleep away from her groggy brain because she desperately wanted her phone to find out why Amanda was calling her. Colin brought her the phone, but now that he remembered Anna giving Amanda her phone number the night before, he was eager to find out why she’d called as well.
    Amanda didn’t waste time. As soon as she heard Anna’s voice, she asked her if they could meet somewhere. She’d even be willing to drive out to Devil’s Thumb to come to their apartment. And she asked if she could meet with them alone, without the other hunters. Colin and Anna waited anxiously for Amanda to arrive. Anna brewed the coffee and spared Colin from what she was still convinced was a deliberate attempt on his part to always mess it up. They dressed and sat at the small round dinette table near the balcony doors.
    Anna tapped her fingers nervously against her coffee cup. She had asked Amanda to call her if she had any dreams involving any of the hunters. Less than twelve hours later, she had called. But Colin remained skeptical that a dream involving any of the hunters had any significance; after all, they’d accosted the poor woman hours before she most likely went to sleep.
    Twenty minutes after ending their phone conversation, Amanda knocked on their apartment door, and Anna hurried to let her in. Amanda turned down the coffee Anna offered her, and Colin thought she looked frazzled and nervous, and more than that – sleep deprived. It was a look he knew well given how little sleep he and Anna had gotten since three fallen angels had started trying to worm their way into their brains through their dreams.
    Amanda sat on the couch and Anna sat next to her, wanting to comfort her even though she had no idea what was disturbing this woman so much. Amanda rubbed her hands together and looked between them, her lips twitching as if she were trying to find the right words to start her conversation. Anna couldn’t stand it. She reached for one of Amanda’s hands and held it in her own, even though part of her was aware this woman actually was a psychic and could probably still feel the demonic presence around her. Touching her probably wasn’t the best way to calm her down. But Amanda didn’t pull her hand away.
    “You told me to call you if I had a dream about any of you. Well, none of you were there, but this seemed to be about you. Or relevant. I don’t know. But I’ve never had a dream feel this real, and I’ve had some pretty realistic dreams.”
    Anna glanced over her shoulder at Colin who was still standing by the dinette table.
    “ Ok, fine,” Colin conceded. “ Maybe this is a legitimate reason to worry. ”
    Amanda was watching them again, seeming to know they were having a conversation no one should have been able to hear.
    Anna finally had to ask her. “Can you understand us when we do that?”
    Amanda shook her head. “I know you’re able to talk to each other and I can tell when you’re doing it, but I can’t hear you or anything.”
    Colin was actually relieved. He didn’t want anyone besides Anna hearing his thoughts.
    “So what was this dream about?” Anna asked her gently. Amanda still hadn’t pulled her hand away, and Anna wondered how strong this demon’s presence was right now. It hadn’t invaded her dreams, and Amanda didn’t seem particularly scared of it at the moment. She allowed herself to hope it didn’t follow her around all the time.
    “Some demon. At least, that’s what I think it was. I’ve never seen one before. It was chasing me through some city I’ve never even been to. I’m