The redhead took the suggestion and ran with it, crossing over to the other guy and pulling him in for a kiss. Through the crack in the door, it was a hell of a show as Eddie maneuvered her to the bed, laid her out and covered her with his heavy body. Going by the gasping, she was in straight-up heaven as she pulled his muscle shirt—

Jim frowned and jacked forward, wondering if he was seeing right . . . and yeah, he was. Eddie’s back was heavily scarred . . . but not as in a burn or a random whipping. It was the same symbology that had been on the stomach of the girl at Devina’s place—

As Jim burst to his feet, Adrian stepped into the line of sight, blocking the view. As well as the way in.

“What the fuck is on him?” Jim hissed, hanging on to Dog.

Adrian just shook his head as the lights went out in the far room and something hit the floor. Like one of Eddie’s combat boots.

“We’re not talking about anything,” the angel said quietly. “We’ll work for you and do what we have to to help you win, but you’re not welcome in our cesspool, Jim. He and I have been together too long, and in case you haven’t noticed, you just showed up on the job.”

A deep, guttural voice rose through the darkness: “Come on, Adrian.”

That sure as hell wasn’t the female sending out the demand. And for once, Ad, who wasn’t into taking orders, seemed in the mood to comply.

“We’re right next door if you need us,” the guy said before he disappeared into the darkness and the sex. “Just holler.”

And then everything was shut up tight.

Jim sank back down onto the chair and resettled Dog in his lap. Stroking the animal’s rough fur, he had to force himself to stay where he was. He wanted to break into that other room and demand that Adrian see a shrink and Eddie talk about what those markings were. But come on—everyone was half-naked and soon-to-be totally naked. And then pneumatics were going to get started.

“Hell . . . fuckin’ hell.”

Closing his eyes, he saw the patterns carved into Eddie’s back and remembered the moment he’d busted into Devina’s bathroom and found that innocent young girl upside down over the tub. Her blood had been bright red against the white porcelain and all over her pale skin and her blond hair. She’d been slaughtered and marked by the demon, her skin scratched raw with symbols.

Just as Eddie’s had.

Devina had obviously gotten her claws into that angel. And Jim was going to need the details on that one.