Page 148 of Hunters and Prey

I peeked over at Alec who had begun to talk to another hunter, a buzz cut redhead I knew went by the name of Bolts. My lips twisted, my stomach rolling at the idea of asking for a favor.

Turning completely toward Alec, who glanced my way, I muttered into the phone, “Let me get back to you.” I hung up and walked the short distance to them. “I’ll find my dad, but I need you to do me a favor.”

Alec looked surprised by my request. Bolts didn't.

“Aye, I told ya she'd be a tough cookie.” He laughed at Alec. “Good to have you back, Adara.” Bolts flicked his nose with his thumb, the scar running jagged over his mouth and cheek making his smile seem more like a grimace.

I gave him a polite nod before focusing on Alec. “I need you to find someone who can get an angel into Hell.”

Alec's brows furrowed and Bolts snorted. “Why the hell would anyone, let alone an angel, want to go there?”

“That's my business.” I didn’t move my eyes from Alec's face. “Do we have a deal?”

A muscle in Alec's jaw ticked. “Fine. Who has the director?”

I let out a small laugh. “You let me worry about that. You just be ready when I call.”

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