Could I really risk getting caught up in this? Would these demons throw me to the proverbial wolves after I’d helped them? What if we got caught?

I closed my eyes. “So, this extra thing you need help with. It’s catching a supernatural serial killer. Isn’t it?”

“That’s right.” Stolas rested his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. “He’ll try coming after you again. Why don’t we let him?”

My stomach dropped to my toes. Slowly, I peeled open my eyes and whirled on all four of them. Caim jumped back with a laugh, holding up his hands in surrender while Valac continued to watch me with that really intense stare of his. Stolas kept one hand latched on my shoulder as if trying to anchor me in place. A calmness settled over me even as my heart yearned to break free of my ribcage. I shot him a glare. Was he using demon voodoo on me?

“You want me to be bait for you,” I said to Az, who still remained seated, drumming his fingers on the table.” Twice.”

“Yes,” three of them said in unison. Az remained silent, watching me.

“And you aren’t at all worried the killer will succeed in his little quest? You said he’s smoke. What if he just teleports in, stabs me, and then teleports out?”

“I don’t think his power works that way,” Valac said quietly. “Or he would have already used that technique to kill. He only shadows away to avoid being caught, which makes us believe that his abilities are limited in some way. Most powers are.”

“Right. Uh huh. Of course.” I glanced at each of them in turn before throwing up my hands. “You really want me to do this, don’t you?”

“You’re welcome to say no,” Az murmured.

His voice slithered along my skin like a caress, and I fought the urge to shudder. Even with the others in the room, it felt like it was just me and him. The overhead lights seemed to dim. My breath stilled in my lungs. Heat pulsed between us as our gazes locked. We were on a date, I suddenly remembered. We’d danced. We’d had wine. And now here we were. A demon asking a girl to help him bait a supernatural serial killer.

“Fine,” I breathed. “I’ll be your stupid bait.”

16

We took a car back to his building when the meeting was over. It was late, the club would soon shut, and there was little else we could do tonight. The Legion had been tasked with detailing a plan of attack. We’d go over it tomorrow before I had my second shift at the club.