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Brax.”  I managed to cease the advance of my feet, but couldn’t quite bring myself to turn to him.
    “I know.”
    “Do you think we could both calm down and just talk about this?” I glanced over my shoulder at him.
    His fingers tentatively reached out to barely touch mine.  “Please stay.”
    “Okay, but only if you promise to keep Moore out of this.”
    He grinned, boyish and adorable.  “I promise.”
    “Look, why don’t you go back and relax in the library, and I’ll go fix us each a good strong cup of cappuccino.  Maybe together we can find a way to jog your memory and get you back to when you entered the locker room.”
    “Sounds fair.”  He kissed my brow and affectionately pinched my cheek.
    Smiling I turned to head to the kitchen.  Braxton’s uncle sure knew a thing about luxury.  Though I’d been in the impressive mansion several times, I still marveled at the enormity of it.  When I reached the huge and modern kitchen, I soon realized Brax should reconsider his decision to let go of the help.  The kitchen was in dire need of a scrub down.  A pile of dishes occupied a large portion of the counter and the sink contained pots and pans caked with dry food.
    “Geez, Brax,” I muttered as I picked up a dishcloth with the very tips of my fingers.
    Footsteps sounded behind he and I turned to chastise him.  “How can you let your uncle’s place go like this, Brax?”
    I turned to find an empty kitchen.  “Brax?”
    Silence.
    With a shrug, I turned to find the espresso machine amidst the mess.  I cleared the debris away and pulled the machine closer, then opened the cupboard to find the tin of coffee.  As I opened the tin, however, it wasn’t the aromatic scent of coffee that tinkled my nostrils, but the pungent and acrid scent of sulfur.
    “Brax?” I called out as I spun around and pinned my back to the counter.  “Brax!”
    With trained eyes, I scanned the expanse of the kitchen.  The scent was strong, as if it came from right under my nose, but I could see nothing out of the ordinary.  I’d always had the ability to see demons and felt increasingly nervous as nothing came into view.
    The air in the room chilled and the hair at the back of my neck spiked.  I’d fought in the dark before; in fog, mist, in blinding light, but I’d always had the ability to see something.  Now I felt vulnerable and naked… defenseless.
    As though to prove my point I felt a heavy blow to my shoulder which sent me sprawling to the floor.  Before I could get my bearings, the invisible entity grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and sent me flying across the kitchen where I slammed into the refrigerator door.
    I scrambled to my feet and gazed blindly at the space in front of me.  There wasn’t even a hint, not even a ghostly image of a demon.  Whoever this demon was, he was absolutely pure in his invisibility.
    My heart pounded and I tried to control the knot of panic that slowly built up.  This wasn’t the time to lose my head.  Visible or not, the demon had to be destroyed.  Sulfur rose to my nostrils, so strong I almost gagged, both from the odor and from the knowledge he was close… too close.
    “Lux,” Brax shouted as he entered the kitchen.  “Your crucifix.  He’s right on you.”
    I reached for the black cross hung around my neck just seconds before cold and callous claws clamped down over my throat.
    Brax rushed to my side, took a hold of the invisible being in front of us and I reached out to touch my crucifix to it.  Instantly the air changed.  The scent dissipated and the temperature rose.
    “You okay?” Brax pulled me into his arms and pressed his lips to my brow.
    “How’d you know?”
    “I smelled something funny and wondered what you were up to,” he said with a wry grin.  “I know you're not too handy in the kitchen so…”
    “Cute.  Seriously…”
    “I did smell something,” he said in a more serious tone.  “And as I got closer the smell got