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Ever since the killers had been in my apartment, Killian hadn't left my side. He went with me to the tea shop and to my apartment, whenever I needed to get another change of clothes or something else. The first time we had been there after Boristen’s murder, I was shaking. But Killian had done a good job with the cleaning. There was no way of knowing a demon had died in my living room.
Still, I hated my apartment now. Perhaps after we got the killers, I would look for another place.
Boristen’s disappearance hit the news. Apparently, Boristen—or Mr. Boris—had no family, just dogs and a large staff that worked at his mansion with no heirs.
We also let supernaturals know another one of us had been killed.
I argued with Delia and Killian about using me as bait. The killers already knew
