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brother on his back. His own poor body, however, could not handle

the strain of both their powers. He had to find safe haven. Both he and

the warrior are currently in a fugue state. They sleep, waiting for the

one who can set them to rights.”

Tears pooled in Meg’s eyes. “I have to get to them.”

The demon nodded sagely. “Yes, I suspect you do. The hag was

getting close to breaking through the barriers to their haven when I

moved through yesterday. If you could kill her, Your Highness, I

would be grateful. She signed her soul over to me, you see. As she

should live a very long time, I doubt she was worried she would have

to pay up. I could use her skills on the Hell plane.”

Meg wouldn’t do it to help the demon. She had her own reasons

for killing the hag. And she wouldn’t feel an ounce of regret when the

demon dragged the bitch to hell. “I promise I’ll kill her the minute I

get the chance. I have a plan, you see.”

Her plan was currently in a shoulder holster under the sweater she

wore.

“Excellent,” the demon said.

There was the slightest feeling of air moving through the

warehouse, followed by a quiet pop. The demon’s eyes widened. His

body seemed to swell. “Ah, the veil is open. It’s time to go, Your

Highness. Now, now, I see the suspicion in your eyes. You found this

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place yourself. I am merely offering to travel with you. The door is in

an unusual space. It might take you a moment to find it, and then it

would be closed again. You would have to come back tomorrow

night.”

“I’m not signing a contract,” Meg stated firmly.

“And I am not asking for one,” the demon replied. “I believe you

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