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gasped for air. I had been hungry for so long. Verloren chugged his. A small drop of blood formed in the corner of his mouth, then dripped down his chin and throat.
    My body reacted instantly. I heard a metal container rattle on bathroom tile. It took me a second to realize I’d tackled him, knocking us both back into the bedroom and onto the bed. Instinctively I’d gone for the blood drip and, once I’d gotten that, I’d shifted to his mouth.
    Verloren chuckled as I pulled at his wet clothes. I winced when I touched his gun.
    I wish you wouldn’t wear that thing. It makes me nervous.
    His warm hands cradled my face. We kissed passionately. Anything for you, he thought as we gave in to our instincts.

     
     
     
    3 Crumbling walls
     
    The next morning the place was quieter. As I probed the blocked minds around me I sensed there were fewer people in the compound.
    When Verloren and I walked toward the game room, people ignored us. I heard Jason before I saw him. He was playing video games with the two blond men. They were cussing and yelling about who’d killed whom. It was nice to see him fit in.
    Lex and Hania sat at a card table, lost in conversation. Hania wore his usual brown cloak. We sat across from them. Verloren squeezed my hand to calm my fidgeting.
    Hania looked worried. “I’ll get to the point. Almost everyone here knows what’s going on. The exceptions are you two, Jason, and the new man who showed up last night.”
    “New?” Verloren asked.
    I started scanning people’s minds to see what they knew.
    “Yeah, Jenny brought home a stray,” Lex said.
    An Asian man sat on a couch staring at us. Tho ugh his face had subtly changed and he no longer wore glasses, I recognized him immediately.
    The demon, I thought, addressing only Verloren, from the club.
    Not long before we’d faced the Quatre we’d spent an evening in a club. That was when Verloren told me about demons and angels. He described how, in place of shifting, they constantly evolved. They never died. Though each one started out the same, their lives and environments determined their abilities. With a single word they could influence people to act, even if the action went against that person’s will. If they influenced people to do good, they became angels. An angel could save a life, though the effort would drain the angel’s strength. On the other hand, a de mon wielded negative influence and if this being took a life it only added to the demon’s strength.
    Verloren’s eyes twitched and his eyelids fluttered. Another premonition he hid from me. He focused on Lex and nodded at the demon. “Are you sure about him?” he whispered.
    I searched Verloren’s mind, but then he threw up a wall so fast it made me wince. He shook his head at me.
    “We ca n take care of it,” Lex told him.
    What do you mean, take care of it? I asked all three of them.
    Lex looked at me as she told me. I think the three gargoyles should be able to handle whatever he dishes out, even with a large group like ours.
    I don’t like the fact I can’t read his mind at all, I told them. He’s not putting up a wall. It’s just blank. I opened my mind to my three companions, creating a telepathic conference call. Now we could communicate freely.
    Verloren scanned the room, and thought: Those girls over there chatting… read the one with long black hair.
    That’s Fabiola Nino, Lex told us . We all call her Fabi.
    I pushed and pried at her thoughts, then lo oked at my companions. “Nothing,” I said.
    “She’s an angel,” said Lex.
    With my mind open I thought: Apparently we have found a weak spot in my ability to read minds.
    “Let’s not worry about it now. We have more important things to go over,” Hania said. He stood and motioned for us to follow him. As we walked past the guys playing video games Hania said: “Jason, come with us.”
    The muscular blond, Cory, taunted Jason. “What the hell? You pussin’ out, man?”
    “You can have your