Chapter Twenty-Two
With Frank’s evil cousin passed out on her bedroom floor and Frank missing entirely, Jessica simply stood in the middle of the room, shell-shocked.
“This…is…not…happening…” she said out loud as if voicing her denial would remove the situation before her. Yet the evil imp remained on the floor instead of Frank and consequently, Jessica simply stared at it without even the faintest idea what to do.
Take a deep breath. Think, she instructed herself.
Slowly, she glanced at the set of demon cards on her desk. Sure enough, the previously blank card now contained a thoroughly disgruntled-looking Frank.
She groaned and stamped her feet on the floor. “Dammit, Frank! What did you do?”
For someone who was one hundred years old and seemed to be a walking encyclopedia at times,
