Valcour- Enchanted by a Demon (Hunted by Hellfie- Book 1)

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clerk?” Jake asked suddenly. “There should be someone working here, right? Are they in the back or something?”
    “They…stepped out,” she said. Easier to say that, than to say the guy disappeared.
    “Jake Valcour!” The man called again. Or maybe it was the other one this time. Hard to tell, with the twin thing they had going on. “We would like you to step out, Jake. Please do not make it necessary for us come in for you.”
    The very politely framed question was punctuated by several small objects zipping around the store. More glass broke, items on shelves exploded and fell to the floor, and bottles of soda blew up spreading dark liquid everywhere. More bullets, Brianna realized, and she watched the men shooting from the edge of the security image they starred in. But she couldn’t hear the shots, just the damage that the bullets were doing when they struck.
    “Silencers,” Jake answered her unspoken question. “And just to let you know, these will be very special bullets. The one that hit you looks like it grazed through the top of your shoulder. You’re lucky. If it had stayed in your body, it would have started eating your flesh from the inside.”
    She grimaced. What a pleasant picture.
    “If you wish to make this tough on yourself, then so be it. But why make the girl suffer?”
    The muscles in Jake’s jaw flexed. She could see the anger rising in him. But still he squatted defensively over her, and said nothing.
    “Then so be it,” both men said at once, a stereo of identical voices. Brianna watched the men outside on the monitor. They walked toward the building, moving out of the camera’s angle.
    Silence. No bullets. No talking. Nothing moving.
    “Is it over?” Brianna asked hopefully.
    “Not by a long shot.”
    “You could have lied to me to make me feel better,” she grumbled.
    He looked down at her, reached a hand out to her cheek. “No. I don’t think I could.”
    His touch again made her briefly forget the danger that was assaulting them. It felt like every skin particle on her cheek was suddenly in tune with the touch of his fingers
    The little bell above the entrance dinged and jolted her back the reality of the situation.
    “Oh, hell,” Jake swore, peeking up over the counter quickly before covering her body with his. “Get down!”
    Fire rushed in a thick sheet over their heads, bright orange with black plumes streaking through it. Brianna screamed as the flames struck the walls above her and around her and clung wetly, burning into everything it touched.
    “My God,” she breathed.
    Flames dripped down the walls to the floor. Some of them landed very closely to her. Jake went berserk when he saw them, growling incoherently and tramping on the errant little tufts of fire with his boots until they went out.
    “We need to get out of this building,” he said in a near shout, over the roar of the burning fires.
    “Well, since the building’s on fire, I’d say so!”
    “You don’t understand! This isn’t regular fire. This is Hellfire!”
    Which, Brianna assumed, was a far worse kind of fire than regular fire. Either way, she was inside a burning building. Time to go.
    She was struggling to get up, but her right arm hug limply now and she still couldn’t bear any weight on her left. Jake slid his arm around her waist and pulled her on her feet. Together they went further into the store, away from the demons standing outside the front. More silent impacts struck the walls and display racks near them as they moved; bullets coming way too close for Brianna’s comfort.
    “Where are we going?” she breathed out between huffs. Her heart was pounding so hard that the raging fire sounded more distant and her vision began to narrow. She vaguely remembered hearing that adrenaline had this effect on people. Somehow it didn’t sound quite so dramatic before, but now that she was experiencing it, it was extremely overwhelming.
    “I’m going to put you in the beer cooler until

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