Chapter Four
“The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain.”
― Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
“But… what if a client comes in?” Emma asked, looking apprehensive about being left alone. “I won’t know what to say. I only just started a couple of hours ago.”
I couldn’t think straight. My stomach felt like it was filled with heavy bricks. Ricky looked torn and that was a first for him too. My power was on the verge of blowing this whole building up like a firework display. Sometimes my own abilities surprised even me. By the age of eighteen my magic was fully developed, dispelling the belief that there was a difference between mongrel and demon powers. I was able to gather energy from around me and use it for my advantage. I could sense people's emotions and fears,
