Hannah covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes wide. "Oh no. I'm so sorry." "Pestilence will pay for what he's done," I growled. "What about the humans?" “We’ve put word out about a terrorist attack," Samael said. "Chemical weapons. It's something the humans will believe and rally behind." "Good thinking." It wasn’t like any of them would believe that demon factions were currently releasing the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, or that Pestilence had destroyed much of the Las Vegas Strip. "What can we do?" "We've got everything in hand here, but you can speak to the press perhaps. Or try to find Pestilence, though I'm not sure how you'll locate him." I agreed, but Pestilence’s disappearance grated against me. “It's surprising he left so quickly. He must have known that Hannah and I w

