26
Enter the Demon
“Oh, Christ,” came a whispered transmission across the radio, but then mobile one’s volume escalated, “Six, we’ve got a problem! Someone just entered through the front door! Male, dark complected . . . he’s got a weapon!”
***
Jana’s mouth dropped open as Rune Dima walked into the apartment, a Glock in his hand. The look of surprise on his face was paralleled by her own.
“What are you doing here?” Rune barked, the look of shock still painted on him.
“I’m, I’m, ah, well . . .” Jana picked up the laptop and held it over her bra. “I just had some more work to do and thought—”
“You had some work to do?” Rune said as he walked toward Jana, his gun pointed forward. “And you thought you’d come over to Jeffrey’s penthouse and what? Collaborate with him?” His eyes wandered
