CHAPTER SIX
The last thing I expected to see in my neighborhood grocery store while shopping for baby formula was a demon. Yet here one was, attacking us out of nowhere.
Bo threw the box of diapers at the female head, hitting her in the nose with a loud crack.
“Ugh!” she screamed. A trickle of blood streamed from one nostril. The demon’s swords struck the ground next to us, barely missing.
Bo and I jumped up and scattered, each taking the opposite direction.
I glanced around for Billy. He was flying fast toward the end of the aisle, toward the meat counter. I yelled his name and dashed after him.
The demon shrieked and charged after me.
“No you don’t!” Bo cried.
A cracking sound made the demon holler. I looked over my shoulder and saw Bo standing like a cowboy with a dog leash. It
