Page 22 of Demon Unleashed
“He tried to kill you. They all did.” He let out a ragged breath and looked at his hands and the green blood on them. “What is this? What are these people? What did they want from you?”
She looked at him, a strange expression on her face. “You’re very good with a knife.”
He shrugged. He had an explanation for that too. “I wasn’t always an investment manager. I grew up on the wrong side of the tracks, so to speak.” He sighed. “But you haven’t answered my questions. Who are these people? Because for sure they don’t look normal.”
“They’re not. But… Listen, I can’t talk about this now. I need to get a cleanup crew here first. Contain the scene.”
“Well, let’s call the cops,” Zoltan suggested. That was what a human would say, wasn’t it?
Enya shook her head. “No cops. My… uh company will deal with it.”
“I just stabbed two men, and you killed a third. We have to tell the police now, or they’ll never believe that we acted in self-defense.”
Enya put her hands on his biceps. “We can’t. The police can never find out what happened here. Nobody can. Please, I’ll explain everything. Later. Tonight, I need to get this cleaned up. And you have to get cleaned up too. If any of your clothes got stained, toss them. The green will never come out.”
“What is it?”
“Blood.”
“Come on, Enya, don’t play a prank on me now. I’m kind of on the edge here.”
“It’s the truth. It’s green blood. And the three men we killed are evil. Truly evil. I can’t tell you anything else right now. I have to take care of all this before somebody comes across the bodies.” She pulled out her phone and pressed a button. “I need a cleanup… Yeah, guess they’re back… Three. All dead.” She gave the address. “Thanks. I’ll wait.” Then she disconnected.
“Who are we waiting for?”
“You’re not,” she said. “You need to leave now. It’s better if my colleagues don’t find you here.”
“But I can’t just let you wait here on your own. It’s dark and dangerous.”
She pointed to one of the dead demons. “I think I’ll be all right for tonight.” She put her hand on his nape and pulled his face to hers. “Please. Go home. I’ll see you tomorrow. Then I’ll answer all your questions. Okay?”
He nodded and kissed her. “Dinner tomorrow?”
“You bet.”
He turned around and walked away. Tomorrow Enya would open up to him. She trusted him now. Trusted him because he’d killed for her. He’d saved her life. His plan was playing out nicely. There was only one problem: who had sent the third demon and why?
