Darnell was swaying lazily in his chair, looking attentively at the ceiling of his apartment. He was worried about what he saw at Mayerson's party. What did he subdue the demon for, especially in such a cruel way, completely suppressing his will? Was he trying to create a personal army?
“If I were recruiting demons, I would need to keep them somewhere,” the man said thoughtfully. “First of all, this place should be inaccessible to others. Secondly, I should have constant access to it, and at the same time not evoke suspicion among others. Third, if I had such a busy schedule as this asshole does, then I would prefer this place to be somewhere near my side. What if…”
Darnell leaned back to his computer and searched for Mayerson's home. The photographs of the map from the top showed an imp
