Besides, this particular house was warded against demons, so she really didn’t have anything to worry about.
Her laptop was sitting in the library on a small table next to an armchair, which was where she’d been using it before she left for work that morning. In her haste, she’d forgotten to plug it into its charger, but the MacBook Air still had more than half its battery left.
Hurriedly, she logged in and navigated to IMDB, then typed in Caleb’s name, halfway expecting him not to have any sort of profile at all. But no, there he was, with an actual picture, albeit one where he looked kind of grim-faced and out of focus. Not the world’s best selfie, but at least it was recognizably him. She guessed that he hadn’t wanted to waste the funds on a real head shot when he wouldn’t be working
