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"Did you find so my head

Gods, I was so tired Surely this wasn’t nore to hold down a job? All I wanted to do was sleep, even with so ht, not particularly delicate in his excite aloud in what sounded like Old Gerh The Miller’s Tale during the brief portion of h school career e studied Chaucer

When he paused, I put in testily, "Translation, please?"

"Right, sorry Basically, the text references the ritual we’re looking for, naave us,translation The volume we need is that old, probably written in Sumerian or Babylonian"

"And there happens to be a copy of it here in San Antonio?"

He bit his lip "Unfortunately, no It’s not a book at all, in fact More a set of scrolls And I’ copy in tiious private collectors would own such a rare treasure"

"Sowe have six days to track down the rarest of rare ancient scrolls, get a translation, and flawlessly perforhed "When you put it that way, it sounds rather daunting"

"At least we have a lead now Do you know any top-tier collectors?"

"I can put out a few feelers," he said "And I’iveout here, though We’re not finding e need on these shelves"

"Yes, at least we’ve hurdled this particular obstacle"

"Is that how you see this venture? Like a course laid out with hoops for us to juh and barricades to clamber over?"

"Perhaps," he admitted sheepishly

"No wonder I’ve been so miserable My coordination sucks"

"But your determination is top-notch"

"S of which" He winked "I’ve got an engageht at the flat on your own?"

"You’re seeing her again?" My eyes widened

"Not Dolores Ms Devlin"

"You’re incorrigible So I’, and you’ll ood and ready?"

"That’s the size of it May I have the spare key? And I trust you don’t o"

Aht side of any situation carried me all the way back to the dis in wait Sick terror roiled inthe bread froht launch at the ilance, I ID’d him as White Hair, who had crashed Chuch’s backyard BBQ His insouciance on Twila’s turf made me nervous, as Jesse had been clear about ould happen if the demons pressed their claim; and since I was under Twila’s protection, her retaliation would be even worse Froer cared

But he was alone, another matter of concern I froze by the door while Butch snapped and snarled froently on the floor, afraid of hi hurt in the cross fire Moreover, I was terrified the Luren would harht, I was completely alone, no hope of rescue, and with far too much at stake

"It’s polite to call before you drop by," I said, as if I wasn’t scared to death

"I thought it best to have this conversation in private You’ve accueand their coet out" There was no hope in hell that this encounter would end peacefully, but I’d offer bravado until the end

Is the Taser still in my purse? Will it work on a demon?

"Come, there’s no need to be hostile Not when I know so very much about you"

My blood chilled "Aht can master the art of innuendo"

The Luren frowned, his expression playful, but his dark eyes re hair "Do you rely helpful orderly? He was so solicitous, so knowledgeable"

Actually, I’d been in such a bad way that I hadn’t noticed much about the admission process My hospital stay was a blur, apart fronant So I shook

"Coave you all the necessary information about animal bites Do you think that’s customary?"

"I have no idea," I said honestly

"Well, it’s not He was one of ours, once-Binder Not handsoh to serve He watched you Reported on you" He paused delicately, his s until I had chills "We know about the whelp"