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demon.”
    “You probably don’t want to know what I think, Chaser Solomon. Still, Gilead seems to think you should take the lead on this. You’ll be given access to Comstock’s reports and activities for the last six months. You’ll also have the support of the section office.”
    Translation: Sanchez would have her own teams, led by the Men in Black, no doubt, combing the streets looking for clues. Gilead had an amazing network of humans, hybrids, and Light Adepts at their disposal, all capable investigators when dealing with mundane matters and low-level magical police work. Letting them hit the streets to search out a Shadow Avatar and a seeker demon was only asking for trouble. If Sanchez wanted to risk her people, the results would be on her head, not Kira’s.
    “Fine. I’ll contact Gilead for access. Now tell your suits to get out of my way. I have a job to do.”
    The clone brothers stepped aside, giving her a wide berth as she stalked back up the path to her bike. She was spoiling for a fight, which meant she really needed to be alone. Light help whatever or whomever tried to get in her way.
    It didn’t matter that she’d spent more than half her life in the Commission’s main holding. She knew how they worked. No one on the Commission would lie, but they were experts at the miserly dissemination of information. And she still couldn’t forgive them for Nico .  . . and now Bernie. Serving the Light was one thing; working through Gilead to do it was another.
    If there was one bright spot in this shitcan of a night, it was that Gilead didn’t seem to know why Comstock had come to her. They didn’t know about the blade. If they had, Sanchez would have demanded she surrender it, which wouldn’t have happened and that would have made a bad situation even worse.
    She knew how impressive their network of prescients and psychic spies—Oracles and sweepers—was. She’d seen it up close during her stay in Santa Costa. But they didn’t seem to know about the dagger or the fact that she had it.
    For now, she intended to keep it that way.

 
     
     
     
    Chapter 5
    M ore than two hours later a frustrated and angry Kira made her way home. The search for the Fallen and the seeker demon had proven futile. She hadn’t found a trace of Chaos magic anywhere other than the area surrounding the hotel, as if her quarry had somehow stepped back through the Veil. The amount of skill and power it took to conceal a seeker demon’s trail meant Kira would have to be extra careful.
    She paused at the end of her street, testing the area with her extrasense. Quiet draped the community, except for the low hum of electricity. She caught a glimpse of a few of downtown Atlanta’s skyscrapers through batches of trees and rooftops. The East Atlanta neighborhood had begun a reclamation project several years ago, turning some of the larger condemned warehouses into condos and apartments. Her own place had been a car repair and parts warehouse and boasted two roll-up bay doors on the front and a small loading dock on the back—plenty of room to maneuver artifacts of various shapes and sizes in and out.
    She hadn’t done much in the way of outward renovation to the concrete and safety glass structure in the two years since she’d paid a bargain price for the warehouse. Most of the modifications were invisible to the naked eye—unless she had an intruder. By the time they saw anything, it would be way too late.
    For a moment she almost wished she hadn’t put such strong protections on the blade. If she hadn’t, the seeker demon would have been able to trace the dagger to her. It would have left Bernie alone because it would have known he wasn’t the last to handle the ancient weapon. She would have confronted the seeker demon and its Avatar master—and her mentor would still be alive.
    Or the seeker would have come for her after it had finished Bernie.
    She knew there was no point in conjuring up alternate scenarios that