CHAPTER SEVEN
You can call me many things. A gofer isn’t one of them. But here I was, doing a demon’s bidding. And I didn’t have a choice.
For all Natkaal’s faults, he had been good to me. He saved my life on more than one occasion. He also saved my grandson’s life.
But who’d’ve thought I’d be in a demon’s corner in a war against witches? Sheeeeet…
Natkaal was definitely right. This coven had caught us with our proverbial pants down, and we needed to rectify that, pronto.
Cassius Joyner would know what to do. As Bo rounded the corner toward Soulard Market, I seriously hoped he’d be at his shop since he didn’t pick up his home telephone. That or he’d had enough of me after all the at-home visits I’d paid him. I wouldn’t have blamed him for sending my calls to voice mail, that’s for sur
