Page 68 of Demon Unleashed

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Zoltan checked his phone again. Still no news from Enya. After the text message she’d sent him several hours earlier, he’d taken refuge in an apartment with a For rent sign in the window. As luck would have it, the place was fully furnished, so he’d made himself at home and waited. His superficial wounds were already healing.

Sick of waiting, he called Enya’s number. It went straight to voicemail. He waited for the beep.

“Enya, where are you? Is everything okay? Call me.”

He disconnected, then walked into the kitchen and turned on the faucet. He splashed cold water on his face and ran his hands through his hair.

The creaking of a floorboard behind him made him whirl around and reach for his dagger.

“I wouldn’t do that,” a male coming from right in front of him said.

“Definitely not a good idea,” another added.

Shit! The jig was up. He’d trusted Enya, but it appeared she’d let her people convince her that he wasn’t worth saving. Or had she given him up easily when she saw how he’d hurt Hamish? It didn’t matter now. Without her trust, it was over.

Zoltan slowly raised his hands. An invisible hand disarmed him.

“That’s really brave,” he said. “Two invisible Stealth Guardians against one demon.”

“Three,” a third male corrected him, before all three men became visible, their daggers ready to kill Zoltan should he make a wrong move.

Hamish—probably still nursing his broken arm—wasn’t among them, but Zoltan recognized the other three, though he wasn’t quite sure about their names.

“Let me guess, the Baltimore compound is having an outing today. Oh goodie!” He’d be damned if he showed them that he knew he’d lost.

“Didn’t know that Zoltan had a sense of humor,” one of the Stealth Guardians said to his colleague.

Zoltan gave him a mock grin. “How long did it take you to convince Enya to give me up?”

“You think Enya gave you up?”

“How else would you have found me? She’s the only one who knows my number.”

“Sure, but we cloned her phone and traced your calls and text messages back to here. Took a while, since we had to search an entire block, but it was worth it, wasn’t it, guys?”

The others looked at him triumphantly, but Zoltan didn’t care. His heart skipped a beat. “She didn’t rat me out…” Enya was still true to him. She was keeping her promise.

“Well, sometimes Enya needs saving from herself. That’s what we’re here for.”

The other two nodded in agreement.

“So she won’t be branded a traitor to her race,” Zoltan said.

“Not if we can help it.”

“Okay, fair enough. As long as nothing happens to her.” It would be one consolation. Enya was back in the bosom of her race, and with Zoltan dead, the demon traitor would have no reason to go after her. But he had to make sure the demons knew he was dead, or the traitor would continue to hunt Enya.

“Let’s go,” one of the men said, and gripped Zoltan’s bicep.

Another grabbed him from the other side, and together, they started to drag him toward the door.

“I have one request,” Zoltan said.

“Demons don’t get requests.”

“It’s not for me. It’s for Enya’s safety.”