The demons came on, getting closer with each stride. Sajhid must have been doing over sixty in the Jeep, which shrieked in protest at every pothole they hit.
Then, as with so many times before, the demons began to lose pace. Eva sighed, settling back into her seat. If she didn’t make it to Madden, they wouldn’t be running out of energy for much longer.
As if sensing the danger had passed, Sajhid eased back on the gas. “Does that happen a lot where you are from?”
“Only recently. They can’t cope with existence on earth, not yet.”
“And when the end comes?”
Eva began to pick glass off the seat, gathering it in the garment she had bought in Luxor. “Should that happen, you won’t need to worry about driving fast ever again. There’s something worse than Demons.”
Clearing the glass proved pro
