THE CHAOS OF THE CITY was excessive after two nights in the mountains. The honking...all the godsdamned honking grated on her last nerve. Kissera flew up to the solitude of her terrace in an attempt to enjoy the rest of the night. Even with vampire eyes, the street lights blocked most of the stars. The quick getaway was good, but New York called to her with an intensity impossible to ignore.
She zeroed in on the corner where two people fought over a drug deal gone bad. Triad business, but nothing she needed to attend to right now. Behind her, a bright glow. No need to turn around. She knew who it was.
“Where the hell have you been?” Lucifer demanded.
“What are you doing here?” she countered. It scared her how used to having Lucifer around she had become. A week ago, the idea of someone
