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profile.”
    She clamped her lips shut.
    “Yeah, low profile.” Dexx scooted even further forward. “We—” He flicked his thumb at Paige and himself. “—haven’t heard of your kind outside of fairytales, fiction, and rumors. How?”
    “I haven’t heard more than that about demons.” Tony watched his rearview mirror, his eyes narrowed. “Our two worlds never mix.”
    Paige glanced at the side mirror, curiosity and wariness warring inside her. “Witches, though? You keep your presence hidden away from witches?”
    Tony paused before he answered, his brow furrowed. “We work with the elements. We’re bound to them.” He glanced at her out of the corner of her eye. “You control them.”
    “But I wouldn’t control you.”
    “You? Maybe. Others?” He tightened his lips and wrung the steering wheel.
    “Are you trying to tell me that other have bound you?”
    “Yes.”
    How had Paige never heard of this?
    “To be fair, we were equally as ruthless.”
    An entire history she’d never known about. “What does it mean that you’re bound to elements?”
    “It means,” he said, pulling forward a few feet, “exactly what I said.”
    That didn’t answer her real question. How did it work? But she didn’t push it. He seemed wary of her . They’d been partners for five years. They’d shared a lot of things. He was one of the few people she worked with that had earned the right to be called by his first name. And he was wary of her. That answered a few questions she hadn’t even voiced yet.
    “Your turn,” Tony said. “Did you catch the demon you were after in Louisiana?”
    “No.” She let her head fall back and pinched the bridge of her nose. “He got away.”
    He frowned at her. “What did he want?”
    No sense in keeping anything back. Not if she wanted to build a partnership built on trust. “The key to the Gate of Hell.”
    Silence reigned in the car for a long, pained moment.
    Yeah. Hearing it said out loud didn’t make the impact of her failure any less.
    Tony cleared his throat. “You’re kidding, right?”
    She shook her head.
    “And you got it. Right?”
    She pursed her lips and continued shaking her head.
    “Seriously. You let a demon get away with the key to the Gates of Hell.”
    “You do recall he caught me, cast a spell into my bones that created a door to Hell, and that’s he a frelling demon, right?”
    Dexx leaned forward, his cheeks sunk in as he stared daggers into her.
    She still hadn’t told him that she’d traded that key for his life. “To be fair, the key is broken and doesn’t work. And, we did have it. It was in my possession.”
    “Then, what happened?”
    Dexx studied her from the corner of his eye.
    “It was in my pocket, and then it wasn’t.” Crappiest fucking lie ever. “That’s all I know.”
    “I was sick,” Dexx’s said quietly. “Doctors said my recovery was a miracle.”
    She bit her lips, her nose whistling.
    “I know what you did.”
    She screwed on her detective’s face and turned to him. “What did I do?”
    “You traded that key for my life.”
    She tipped her head with a smirk as a cold dread washed over the right half of her body. “If only I had, I’d feel a lot better about having the key taken. But that’s not what happened. He somehow stole the key and you miraculously woke up.”
    He lowered his jaw, his lips shut, and turned his focus elsewhere.
    She didn’t want him to know she’d endangered the world for his life. It was stupid. It was, by all rights, the dumbest decision she’d ever made.
    Well, short of raising a demon to kill her mother instead of just doing it herself and hiding the body. Outside of that , trading the key to Hell in exchange for Dexx’s life had been wrong, stupid, and immature.
    But she needed him. He was the best friend she’d ever had.
    “It was broken.” Why couldn’t she come up with something better than that?
    Tony clucked his tongue. “Right. So, is anyone interested in