Liam and Moira exchanged a quick glance, and she nodded ever-so-subtly.
“Right, then. In the back you go,” Liam crisply instructed. “Moira, you sit up front with me. And the rest of you lads, hang on wherever you can. We’re going to go retrieve Sinead’s car…and then we’re going demon-hunting!”
Gravel spun beneath the tires as Liam threw the sturdy van into gear, then shot back down Delaney’s bumpy driveway. Conor had only a moment to hope that the four musicians were clinging securely to the outer framework…because if one of them lost his grip and fell off, he’d be left behind without a second thought.
Then the van careened around the first sharp corner, and Melissa swayed against him. Quickly he laid an arm around her shoulders to keep her from being jostled. Her silky hair felt like t
