The fog demon gnashed its teeth and screeched a terrifying cry, pounding against the invisible force of the spell. Then the pentagram lit up like a Christmas tree. At the same time, the fog demon exploded into a ball of blinding light and dissolved into greenish, black ash, a small inoffensive-looking pile on Officer Gary’s front lawn.
Cho and the rest of the witches fell backward from the burst of energy. Brock pulled me out of the way just in time.
We’d done it. We’d killed that bastard and saved the town.
I stood there for a moment just catching my breath.
Crotchety old Aunt Bertie looked at Tianna and Cho then, catching her breath. “If you ever need a coven, we would welcome you with open arms.”
Clearly Auntie B was impressed with their power.
Johnny stayed silent.
Tianna nodded. “I prefer to work alone, but I wouldn’t mind sharing a drink.”
The detective stood, brushing off his pants. “A round of drinks for everyone. On me. After that crazy shit, we’ve sure as hell earned it.”
I grinned. “Let’s all meet at—”
My words were cut off by the sight of Molly aiming a shotgun at Cass’ head.
I didn’t think, I just burst forward like a fucking ninja and high-kicked the shotgun, knocking it out of her hands.
“What in the hell?” I shouted, rounding on my apprentice.
Oh. Fuck.
Her eyes were completely black.
“Cass, tell me this doesn’t mean what I think it means,” I groaned, staring at my not so sweet apprentice.
My bestie flew over my shoulder to take in the possessed version of Molly before us.
“Yep,” he confirmed. “Some of the fog demon jumped into her before we killed it.”
Molly lunged forward, hands out like she was going to strangle me. Brock gave her a quick knock to the temple with the butt of his handgun.
As he caught her limp body, he looked up at me. “Postpone the drinks. Meet on my land so we can sort Molly out.”
Are you fucking kidding me?
Never a dull day in the life of a bounty hunter.
9Kill it with fire
Molly awokein the truck halfway to Brock’s and started cursing like a sailor, trying to head-butt Johnny and Willemena, who sat on either side of her. She was magically restrained but powerful, way too powerful for a human.
“This would never have happened if she weren’t human,” Willemena said.
“We can do an eviction spell,” Johnny offered.
“And risk that demon tearing her apart on its way out? No way,” Willemena said.
Tearing her apart? Oh my God. I couldn’t handle this. Not Molly. Why was she always the one getting in harm’s way?
I’d already called ahead and warned Haru and Reo what had happened. They were in some thruple relationship with Molly and I didn’t want to blindside them by driving up with her in this condition. As Brock pulled onto his land, the two warriors were already outside in his front yard waiting for us, standing beside my father’s wheelchair. Worry lined all of their faces.
“Those are her…?” Johnny had heard my conversation in the car that alluded to calling Molly’s lovers.
