“Guessing you guys haven’t heard yet.” Roth was to the first to speak.

“Heard what?” Zayne kept his hand on my lower back as he guided us away from the wall to the sidewalk.

“About thirty minutes ago, Senator Josh Fisher was found on the sidewalk outside the Condor,” Cayman said. “And he didn’t just lie down. He came down about thirty floors.”

My eyes widened. “Holy crap.”

“Yeah. The whole street is blocked off right now,” Layla said. “News crews and police cars every twenty feet.”

“Do you think he killed himself?” I asked. “Or...”

“...the Harbinger paid him a visit?” Zayne finished. “Either is possible.”

“Especially considering he was one Hell of a broken man,” Cayman said, and I had to agree.

It was possible the senator had come to accept that the Harbinger and Bael had lied to him and that he’d never see his wife again. Considering what he’d taken part in, it was truly possible he’d ended his own life, but... “The Harbinger could’ve found out we’d been there. Taken him out.”

“Possible,” Zayne said.

“Well, I mean, who cares, though?” Cayman asked, and I looked to where he stood behind Roth. “He was a bad dude, and things were never going to end well for him.”

“Tact,” Roth explained, “is not something Cayman has ever learned.”

“Mainly because tact is often pretending you care when you don’t,” he replied. “Look, all I’m saying is I wouldn’t throw a life jacket to that guy if our boat was sinking.”

Zayne rubbed his brow as he shook his head.

“Well,” I said. “You are a demon, so...”

“I’d also kill baby Hitler,” Cayman announced. “Easily.”

“Jesus,” Zayne muttered under his breath.

“I’d kill baby Harbinger, too,” Cayman added.

“Really?” Layla pursed her lips. “A baby? But what if there was a chance you could change him?”

Exhaling heavily, Zayne dropped his hand but still looked like he was about to have an aneurysm.

“Some people can’t change,” Roth interjected. “Evil is their destiny.”

“But a baby?” Layla shuddered. “That would be hard.”

“Not really,” Cayman said, shrugging when her eyes widened.

“Is this a necessary conversation to have right now?” Zayne asked.

“No, I agree,” I jumped in, and Zayne sighed once more. “Knowing what the Harbinger has been doing, I’d go back in time and terminate his ass.”

Layla was quiet and then she nodded. “Yeah, I’d kill baby Harbinger.”

Roth crossed his arms. “You know I’d do it.”

“Now, that’s a shocker,” muttered Zayne.

“I’d do it, but then again, I don’t have a problem killing some babies, because I’m a demon.” Cayman paused as we all turned toward him again. “Oh, was that an overshare?”

I lifted my pointer finger and thumb. “Just a little.”

“What about you, Zayne?” Roth asked. “Would you kill baby Harbinger?”