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monsters,” Pearl replied, not bothering to acknowledge the accusation. “I hope he hasn’t gotten too brave. A dragon or a demon prince might be a bit of a pain. But he didn’t have nearly enough the last time, did he? He got smarter over the years. Plucking thoughts, whispers and information out of the air with his mind while he lay trapped, he must have prepared for decades. While you idiots believed you had him contained, he attended antichrist-college. I wonder how much blood he took to find out when she would be here.”
    “ You didn’t answer me.”
    She waved a cashmere-gloved hand in the direction of the A-frame nestled on the breast of the mountain. “I didn’t imagine you needed any more torture than you already subject yourself to. The hill is warded, and her house. Heck, I even warded the car. Demons won’t enter. Manius wants to see what she’ll do as much as we do. All he’ll do is hover about and make nasty comments to irritate you.” Pearl’s eyes filled with blue incandescent light in the gloom. “Fate sent her here, Blackthorne, and we can’t interfere.”
    Blackthorne’s face set into a grim series of planes and angles as he stared at the tiny house.
    “ Are you going to stand out here in the dark all night? You’re going to look silly in the morning, covered with snow. We do have work to do,” Pearl told him in an impatient tone.
    “ Like what? We’re as blind as he is. We have no idea where the damned thing is and we can’t do anything until the new moon. If he gets to the key first – all we’ll be doing is dying,” Blackthorne replied. He sounded tired. The sight of the A-frame made everything worse.
    “ Quitting, Blackie? That’s what got you into trouble in the first place.” She stepped away to examine the blood in the snow. The wicked little blade reappeared in her hands. “We can hunt some of these beasties in the woods and keep them from eating the locals, like this poor creature.”
    Blackthorne stood in Pearl’s wake for a moment before he trudged after her slim, gliding figure. He reached to free his sword from its sheath. She was right, they had work to do.
    * * * *
    Inside the house, Rhi slept but Ellie Mae sat near her feet at attention. The dog’s sensitive nose picked up a strange scent. An uncomfortable scent. The dog stood and paced the floor, the golden fur on her neck on end. Ellie Mae stalked back and forth between the door and Rhi for several minutes until the smell dissipated, allowing the dog to resume her original position with a puzzled expression on her wrinkled face. First the glowing box, now this.
    Mountain lions, bears, raccoons, Ellie Mae scented them all since moving here. The dog didn’t fear these creatures. But although Ellie Mae didn’t recognize the new smell, the dog knew it should be feared.

Chapter Five
     
    Sleep engulfed Rhi and her mind wandered. So close - she could feel his touch. Fire ran through her. His mouth on hers as his callused hands stroked her skin. Where did a man get such thick calluses? The room filled with blue fire. His dark hair brushed her shoulder, and his gaze met hers. His eyes glowed with an unearthly blue light and Rhi had a moment of terror. Her lungs weren’t working. A brick wall had been built on top of her chest. She coughed violently. The pressure wouldn’t stop and she fell away from his hands. She couldn’t get a breath of air, certain she was suffocating. She shook herself awake, still coughing and her lungs on fire.
    Rhi stumbled to the kitchen for water. Her hands were shaking and she almost dropped the glass before catching herself. What had been in the nachos she’d shared in the break room with the rest of the casino crew? Angel dust?
    “ More like demon dust,” she muttered and double-checked the doors. She would give up the recliner for the evening, even though Rhi preferred the cozy chair sometimes to the big, empty bed upstairs.
    After rousing the dog, they stumbled to the bedroom,