Two demon-human women were on the porch, shooting at the bulletproof storm door with no success. One of them ran to the far end of the porch and retrieved an overloaded backpack, which she lugged back to the door. She opened the pack, causing scores of ammo clips to pour out onto the porch. As he watched them, he sensed by their movement and coordination that somebody with a military background had trained them. Jon couldn’t guess who, but it sure wasn’t the Demon Boss. Up the road, he heard more intense shooting and went that way. Whatever the women were doing, Jon was confident Angie and the others could handle them. He sprinted across the yard to the pavement, keeping a wary eye on the porch women, who seemed too busy to notice him.
Approaching the top of the hill, Jon saw a barricade
