AFTER THREE MORE BLOCKS, Akta stuck a wad of cloth in Charlie’s mouth to shut him up. He kept kicking, screaming, and putting up a fight, so after two more blocks, she knocked him out with the butt of her knife. Charlie wasn’t big, but he wasn’t light either. After thirty minutes of dragging him through the city and into dark passages to avoid detection, I was tired. Still, I didn’t mind. It was nice to be with somebody I could trust.
This was the second time I’d seen Akta in the last two years. The first was when I ended up in the Underworld after I died fighting demons back in Chandler. Akta found me and pulled me out of the River Styx, where souls floated to be judged for their crimes. She also returned me to my body so that I could kick the crap out of the demons who made it through t
