“Anything wrong, Martha?”
“No, nothing in particular,” Brezen said quickly. “I just wanted to remember who is who in this present life, since I don’t have many friends. But I know for sure that Will came into my life on purpose. As a matter of fact, he’s Karnelo.”
Karnelo snarled when he heard his name. The smaller, younger demons were not called by their names; they were distinguished by their behaviour in the human body—like the young and inexperienced fetish demon. He could barely control himself, and if Brezen were not holding him stiffly, they would have been busted already. He could easily take over control of the speech centre of Martha’s brain and utter spontaneous animal-like voices. The demons had to learn how to manipulate the human body, and only those who had possessed many
