One Week Later
One Week LaterJoJo lit up a joint, sucked in heady m*******a smoke, and leaned back in his executive chair. He tilted his head back at the ceiling and blew a ring of smoke.
He’d never noticed his ceiling before. Acoustic tiles. The tiles, normally beige, were almost orange from all the smoke. As his high kicked in, he could have sworn that one of the water spots on the tile looked like a galaxy.
He laughed to himself.
He’d destroyed those damned demon hunters. He’d made good with Simone and she was back to her usual mood, which was to say she was only just a little somber, but happy when they were together.
What a relief. If he’d learned anything, it was to keep his main squeeze his main squeeze.
He closed his eyes. The demons in his mind came alive.
“You were lucky t
