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pretty amazing woman. So what was she doing there?”
    “I couldn’t see from behind, but that glow filled the room. This was before they announced mother’s condition.”
    Denny felt her gut twist. Ames had told her the truth. “Are you certain of that?”
    “Yes, Golden. It was the second night after she’d been admitted. No prognosis had been made yet.”
    Denny leaned forward, her heart banging against her chest. “You said you met her.”
    Setting the teacup down, Sterling nodded. “In a manner of speaking, yes. I tried to leave but she said, “Stay child, your mother needs you,” and then she left. I swear it seemed as if her feet never touched the ground.”
    “You didn’t leave, did you?”
    Sterling barely smiled. “No. I stayed with Mom all night, just holding her hand and talking to her. The strange thing was...her hands were very warm and I could have sworn she could really hear me.” Sterling shook her head. “When just the day before, she seemed so cold and lifeless. I don’t know what Valeria did, but I thought that maybe she’d saved Mom’s life.”
    “How did you know who she was?”
    Sterling smiled softly. “I didn’t need confirmation to know she was Mom’s best friend.”
    Denny tilted her head to one side, surprise claiming her face. “Best friend?”
    “Sure. What? You didn’t think Mom had friends?”
    “I...I guess I never gave it much thought. Did she talk about her?”
    A slight blush crept over Sterling’s cheeks. “Not to me, but overheard her talking to Dad a couple of times. She always said her name with such...reverence. I made the logical assumption she was a close friend.”
    “Or something.”
    Sterling’s eyes narrowed. “Meaning?”
    “Demon business. Nothing to concern your habit. Is there anything else you remember from those days?”
    Sterling thought for a moment. “Not really. What’s this about, Golden? Are you in some kind of trouble?”
    “No, no. It’s nothing like that. I’ve just been looking for her. She...helped me out a while back and I’ve been looking for her ever since.”
    “You...you’ve actually met her?”
    Denny nodded. “I have and she is amazing, Sterling. She’s powerful and commanding. She’s a good one to have on our side.”
    “Is she...”
    Denny held up her hand. “I promised myself to keep you out of the demon hunting business, so I am not going to share any of this with you. She’s powerful, she’s strong, and is amazing. Leave it at that. I just wondered if you knew anything about her.”
    Sterling stared into her tea. “I know that the young girl who saw what she saw believed that Valeria saved her mother that night.” She looked into Denny’s eyes. “But now I know it was God’s hand that saved her.”
    Slowly rising, Denny sighed. “That’s where we’ll have to agree to disagree, sis. I think that little girl was spot on. God had nothing to do with it. Valeria, for whatever reason, saved our mother that night, and I won’t rest until I find out how.”
    ***
    D enny sat atop one of her favorite mausoleums like a gargoyle, watching foolish people come and go through the misty and dark cemetery.
    Being a demon hunter didn’t mean just fighting demons, though many demon hunters did just that. Not true for Denny. She fought evil and darkness wherever it lurked in her small corner of the world. After all, what good was it to have the supernatural strength of a thousand-year-old demon and not use it for the good of humanity?
    Putting a stop to a girlfriend-beating piece of shit was one such use.
    The Hanta was awake and ready, as if preparing to spring on the first person they came across.
    They .
    She was finally feeling like they were a team working in tandem, she and her demon. She knew when it was lying in wait, watching, preparing for the perfect moment to strike. Still short of saying we , Denny could honestly say they worked well together.
    Denny closed her eyes and envisioned the scratch marks