Released (Eternal Balance)
me. If he had any idea what was crawling around in my skin, he would have run for the hills. Instead, he was grinning like an asshole. “You’re all wrong, Flynn. I’ve been telling people for years.”
    Azi shrugged. “What can I say? I’m a special kind of sunshine.”
    The wrinkles on his forehead became more pronounced as his grin widened. “Not for long, punk. When I’m done—”
    There was a soft knock on the door, and a moment later, a small-framed blonde poked her head into the room. “Sir?”
    Spencer didn’t turn around. “In the middle of something, Sarah.”
    “That’s why I’m here, Chief.” She hesitated, shuffling from foot to foot. Her colors swirled. The haze around her shoulders shifted from concern to fear. “The charges against Mr. Flynn have been dropped.”
    Score another one for me, shithead!
    “The charges—” The color drained from Spencer’s face, and his right hand, still clutching the corner of the desk, twitched several times before clamping down on the wood hard enough to turn his knuckles white. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed. He straightened, adjusted his shirt, and yanked open the door. “This isn’t over, Flynn.”
    Azi stood. The demon made a show of smoothing out my shirt and picking a speck of lint from the sleeve before slowly sauntering from the room.
    Yeah. Its impression was spot on.

Chapter Four
    Sam
    Azi hadn’t said anything since we’d gotten back into Kelly’s truck. It didn’t ask how I’d managed to dig us out of our little predicament, or how I’d convinced Kelly to let us keep the truck. The demon had slipped behind the wheel, and we were currently cruising up the Taconic State Parkway. Normally the silence didn’t bother me. The less the demon opened Jax’s mouth, the easier it was for me to pretend things were okay. But about an hour in, I started getting antsy.
    “So Heckle mentioned a tracker? What was he talking about?”
    Azi took an exit and turned the truck onto a narrow country road. “The Tracker is akin to what humans would consider a bounty hunter. It seeks out items of power and the things associated with them.”
    I cringed as loose pebbles assaulted the underside of the truck. Kelley was a pain in my ass, but she meant well—in her own special way. She loved this stupid truck. I’d promised to keep it safe, telling her that I was taking Jax to a rehab facility and would be officially done with him when I returned to Harlow. She wasn’t going to be happy if both things turned out to be lies. “And you think Chase summoned it?”
    “If he has half of the Brim Stone in his possession, it would be the logical move. Power attracts. Many will be looking for it. The sooner he obtains the other half, essentially making himself untouchable, the better I imagine.”
    “So we need to find the other half before this tracker does.” I nodded as the truck listed to the left. We’d pulled down another road, this one all dirt and barely large enough for a single car. Branches scraped the sides and roof and I said a silent prayer that they weren’t messing up the paint too badly. “How do we do that?”
    “We don’t.” When we couldn’t go any farther, the truck came to a stop. It hadn’t been a road, but a driveway that ended at a small log cabin situated at the mouth of a stream. The demon killed the engine and got out of the car. A moment later, it was at my door, yanking me unceremoniously from the passenger seat. “You do.”
    “Me?” I repeated, as the demon dragged me toward the cabin. It looked old, and as Azi pulled me up the steps, I worried the tiny porch wouldn’t support our weight. Each movement sent a series of groans and creaks that sounded suspiciously like a warning. “How am I supposed to find it? And where the hell are we anyway?”
    I didn’t get a response. Instead, the demon produced a key and unlocked the door, then shoved me across the threshold. I had no idea what I expected to find inside
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