Page 58 of Hell’s Half Acre

That woman could make a demon blush.

Rory hung up and returned his phone to his pocket.

“Same call?” Luke asked.

“Victorian District?”

Luke nodded.

“Guess I’ll see y’all there.”

Luke watched Rory head off while the people who’d been held in place by the police began to make their way down the street. Everything appeared to be back to normal.

Yet nothing was. There was a killer loose.

In his gut, he had a bad feeling about this. Not just because his siblings were coming after him or the Necos after Sorcha.

There was something else at play here and he couldn’t figure it out.

That really annoyed him.

Simi led them to Delilah. Sorcha hung up as Luke opened the car door for her and Simi.

The adorable demon leaned the front seat forward and headed to the back. Luke went to his side as Sorcha got in.

“Should I stop and let you ogle my ass for Bernadette?” Turning around, he playfully grabbed two handfuls of his butt, then slapped his cheeks.

She laughed. “You need to stop listening in on my calls with Bernadette.”

Luke gave her a charming grin. “I really don’t. I just know how often her mind runs on inappropriate thoughts.”

“You’re not wrong. What did Reyes tell you?”

“Not much.” He started the car. “Someone painted a pentagram at the crime scene. Police are freaking out.” He checked the address, then headed for East Henry.

It only took a few minutes to reach the old Victorian home. Police had the yard cordoned off. A number of bystanders were on the street, trying to peer around the police and vehicles to see what had happened.

Simi tsked at the sight. “Akri-Luke… The Simi is going to find Helly, ’kay?”

“Good idea. I’ll let you know when we get finished.”

“Okies.” She vanished instantly.

Sorcha stared at the seat, wide-eyed. “You haven’t taught her to dive into the backseat before she vanishes?”

“I didn’t teach that to Helly, either. It’s just something she started doing. She’s bashful about teleporting.”

“Really?”

Luke nodded. “I want to say that it has nothing to do with me, but sadly, I don’t think that’s true.” He held her gaze with a meaningful smirk on his lips.

“Should I ask?”

“It involves puberty and Helly poofing into my room at a bad time.” And it was something he did his best not to remember.

It’d shocked them both and to this day, they never spoke about it.

Sorcha laughed. “I’ll leave it at that, then.”