Which created its own set of concerns. Because if the demons didn’t intend to hurt her, why had they taken her at all?
Rosemary sat on the couch in the Lockwood mansion’s living room, doing her best to ignore the knot of tension in her gut and failing miserably. Caleb had called her only twenty minutes before, telling her that the courier was on the last leg of his journey from Chicago, where the lab’s headquarters were located, and should be in Greencastle within the half hour. She’d agreed to have him pick her up and take her to his father’s house, although she was still annoyed at him for the way he’d acted the night before. In fact, after their confrontation on the roof of his building, she’d walked back to the hotel rather than stay at the party another minute. Luckily, her destinati
