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agree to it.” 
    Good luck with that , Thorne thought with a pang. 
    Benny leaned forward between the front seats. “She could lock him away on another dimension …” 
    Nike turned in her seat. “All we have to do is convince her that he’s evil and plans to destroy the earth.” 
    Oh is that all? Thorne gave her a cold look. 
    It took them nearly an hour to roll up to Thanatos’s house. It was quite the spread, but that was as to be expected. There was a gate but no guards. Cameras were clearly posted. 
    Without giving it much thought, Thorne pulled into the driveway. He scanned the area for signs of dangers, but the property was deceptively calm. One would never know the strongest daemon in history lived behind the gates. 
    “What are you doing?” Benny asked, his voice alarmed. 
    “Just making a house call. Relax.” 
    After rolling down his window, he pushed the call button and an old, creaky voice came across the intercom. “Who may I say is calling?”
    “Tell Willis some of his old school friends would like to have a chat with him.” 
    “A name please?”
    “Thorne Hollow.” 
    “I’ll be right back,” the shaky voice said. 
    “I thought we were just checking things out? We don’t even have any of our weapons on us,” Benny stated with a raised brow. 
    “Oh, but we have the best weapon of all sitting right beside me.” 
    Nike smiled wryly. “He’s got a point.” 
    “Mr. Willis will see you now.”
    “I knew he would.” Thorne put the car in drive and rolled through the gate. The grounds were immaculate. 
    The Porsche sat in the driveway, and Thorne’s heart lurched at the thought of seeing Kataya again. 
    As they strolled up to the front door, an old man in a three piece suit stood there, holding it open. Thanatos had a butler, wasn’t that interesting. Perhaps he fashioned himself to be like the mythical Batman, just like Benny. 
    The old goat lead them down a long hallway. Thorne couldn’t help but peek into the rooms as they passed. The rooms were large and airy, with light walls and shining wood floors. Quite tasteful. He wondered if it was Thanatos’s taste, Kataya’s, or the work of an interior designer. 
    Benny was right, he did notice the oddest things. Who gave a fuck how the daemon decorated? 
    Finally the butler stopped before a large, wooden double door. He rapped on it twice before pushing the door open and stepping back, allowing them to enter the room. 
    When Nike said thank you and touched the butler on the lapel of his jacket, the man bowed his head. 
    Interesting. He didn’t seem to be affected by Nike the way most humans were . Was he just too damn old or was he not what he appeared to be? Thorne relayed the message to Nike through his mind and she gave an ever so slight nod in acknowledgment. 
    A large desk took up the center of the room. Much to Thorne’s annoyance, it was empty and there was no one else in the room. 
    “He’ll be in shortly. Please have a seat,” the butler stated before turning to leave. 
    The three of them exchanged glances but didn’t speak in case the room was being monitored. Which wouldn’t surprise Thorne in the least. 
    Three seats were set out in front of the desk. However, there was no way in hell they were going to put their back to the daemon, so they stood and waited. 
    Time ticked by slowly, and the longer they had to wait the more annoyed Thorne became. 
    Finally the door swung open and in walked Thanatos disguised as a human. “Sorry to keep you waiting. I was on the phone dealing with something that needed to be taken care of immediately.” 
    “Enough with the bullshit. We know who you are, Thanatos,” Thorne said grimly. 
    The man chuckled. “I’d heard you weren’t one to beat around the bush.” 
    “Well you heard right. What the fuck are you doing? Did you really think you were going to be allowed to get away with this shit?”
    “Yes, Thorne. I plan on getting away with whatever I