13French FriesAs a rule demons avoided Vegas. There was little left for them to do. No souls to tear to nothingness, or bodies to persuade to sin. It remained, as ever, the place to go to indulge the more primal instincts of human experience; demons weren’t needed. Despite the Risings elsewhere, the casinos, strip joints, and gun shops continued to make a good living.
Soren had decided that a city reeking with instant gratification would be the perfect place to hide, at least until he formed a more solid plan. Vegas was the last place Billy would look for them.
With Joshua’s help, Soren and Tazia had arrived a little over seventy-two hours after they’d run from London. To try to push Billy off the scent, they’d taken a plane to Florida and another to Los Angeles before hiring a car to dr
