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now we’re the ones they want. Go back to Baton Rouge. Jeremy won’t escape from us again. Not intentionally anyway.”
    Dylan’s eyes narrowed as he kept his gaze on Colin. “I trusted you to take care of it in Baton Rouge, and you didn’t. I’m not leaving Boulder until I know it’s dead. And neither is Max.”
    “Max is here, too?” Anna asked, the edge in her voice warning Dylan how incredibly stupid she thought they were being.
    “Of course,” Dylan shrugged. “Apparently, O’Conner’s forgotten everything we did to help get you back after you were abducted. What loyalty means.”
    “Oh, for Christ’s sake,” Colin interrupted him, “we explained why we let it live. You want to hold grudges for the rest of your life, then do it, but from someone who’s lived a hell of a lot longer than you ever will, I’m just telling you, it’s not worth it. You’ll be miserable, and neither Anna nor I regret the choice we made. We were hoping Luca could help us find more information on if it would be possible to undo what’s happened to Jeremy, but we haven’t come up with anything. So it’s done. Hate us or forgive us, but I won’t listen to you insulting my wife or me anymore.”
    Anna recognized Colin’s tone, that chilling undercurrent. She would have known Colin was through with Dylan even if they weren’t telepathic. And Dylan sensed it, too. He seemed torn between wanting to storm out and wanting to stay, because he knew he would never meet anyone else as well informed as the O’Conners and Luca. He bit his lip as he glanced at Anna again, then sighed and fell back into the chair.
    “Alright. I won’t bring it up again. Max and I obviously need your help, but we’re not leaving. We owe this to Jeremy.”
    “ Remember how much he’s lost recently, Colin. Between Jas and Jeremy, that’s a lot for any man. Let him help.”
    “I’m not sure how much hunting is up to us, actually,” Colin told him, “there’s a large, organized group here. You should meet the leader and let her know what was going on in Baton Rouge and why you’re here.”
    Dylan arched an eyebrow at him. “Ok, how do I find her? And what do I tell her about you two?”
    Colin and Anna looked at each other because they still didn’t know what had happened to Lacey, and they really weren’t looking forward to having to explain last night to her. Maybe Dylan could save them the trouble. Colin grabbed his phone to call Luca again, and this time, he actually answered.
    “What the hell?” Colin snapped. “We’ve been trying to find out if Lacey’s alive, and you haven’t even been answering your damn phone.”
    “I’ve been busy,” Luca retorted, and Anna could tell by his flippant attitude that not only was Lacey fine, she had most likely won their bet.
    “God, Luca,” Colin groaned, “I’m guessing she’s fine then.”
    “Oh, she’s better than fine.”
    “ Ha! We’re going to Dublin, O’Conner!” Anna thought winning bets was an even better way to wake up than drinking coffee. And she was entirely too giddy about dragging Colin back to Ireland. He tried to scowl at her, but she was too adorable when she glowed like that because she’d gotten her way.
    “Dylan and Max are here. They should meet her. They want to help hunt down this demon that possessed Jeremy,” Colin explained, still pretending to scowl at Anna who was still genuinely gloating.
    “Meet us at her apartment in an hour,” Luca told him, and he gave him the address. Colin hung up and shook his head at Anna. “The least you can do if you’re really dragging me to Dublin is bring back your London accent.”
    “You have a London accent?” Dylan asked. He knew their history, but Anna had an affinity for languages and had mastered American English.
    Anna smiled at him, the first smile she’d been able to offer him in over a month. “I used to. We haven’t lived in England in centuries.”
    “Then why do you still have an Irish