“Nope. Evie said the head witch of her coven created it. She did good. There are some very upset, cloaked assholes walking around Durham.”
They were going to be much, much more upset when I got my hands on them.
“Do you have our treasures?” Zip stared up at the demon, who planted his hands on his hips.
Vas’s mouth dropped open. “Wait. You have treasure? What kind of treasure?”
Zip gave him a distrustful look. “It’sourtreasure. It’s still in the car.”
“If I find it, will you share it with me?” A smile trembled around Vas’s mouth as Zip lowered his chin, gazing up at him stubbornly.
“No.”
Vas laughed. “I thought not. I’m on it.”
I met his eyes. “Thanks.”
The kids had been traumatized and their dad wasn’t around to comfort them. If they needed their favorite things to make them feel more secure, so be it.
And as soon as they were feeling better, I needed to talk to them again. They were being targeted because they’d seen something that could help them identify the guy in the cloak. He wouldn’t bother going after them otherwise.
I could feel eyes on me, and I lifted my gaze, meeting molten silver. Samael seemed deep in thought and I strode over to him. I was about to do something I was guaranteed to regret. Unfortunately, my regret didn’t matter. Evie and the kids could’vedied.My sister was powerful, but I wasn’t going to paint a target onto her back.
“I need a favor.”
Samael watched me, his silver eyes steady on my face as the wind rustled his hair. A few strands caressed one of his sharp cheekbones and I clamped down on the urge to push it off his face. His hair had grown a few inches in the last few weeks.
“Hello, bounty hunter, I’m well, thank you. And how are you?”
“Yeah, yeah, can you help me or not?”
He narrowed his eyes at me, and then his lips curved. I scowled. Ihatedwhen he smiled. It did something exceedingly uncomfortable to my chest.
“As always, I’m here to cater to your whims.”
The words held a bitter aftertaste. I stepped away. “Forget it.”
“No.” He caught my wrist. “You will tell me what you need.”
“I hate the way you order me around, you know that, right?”
He simply raised one eyebrow. I wrestled with the urge to kick him in the shin.
A headache was blooming in my right temple and I rubbed at it. “The safest place for the kids is your tower. I think they saw something last night, and someone wants to shut them up.”
Samael raised his eyebrows. When he spoke, his tone was haughty. “When I need someone to be so scared they piss their pants, I may give you a call. When I want to talk to two traumatized kids, you can stay far away,” he mocked me.
Well I deserved that. “On consideration, I may have been hasty. Look, I can’t risk my sister, or the kids,” I blew out a frustrated breath and he simply angled his head.
“I will help you in this.”
“Thank you.”
He held up one hand. “But we will make a deal.”
It always came down to deals with him, and I somehow never saw them coming, even though he was a demon.
“What kind of deal?”
