Sins of the Demon

I flicked a glance to the book he was reading. “There’s this TV show that I think you’d really like.” I said, thinking of the space cowboy thing Ryan had strong-armed me into watching. I looked back to the demon. “If you could deactivate the wards, I’ll summon you as soon as is possible so that you can watch it.”

 

“These are terms I can and will abide by,” he answered, to my delight and relief.

 

I could tolerate watching the show again if it meant I wouldn’t have to puke on my way back out.

 

I headed to the front door. “Ryan, did you hear all that?”

 

“I did,” he said through the earpiece. “Tell Kehlirik I love him.”

 

“Like hell,” I replied. “I’d rather not piss him off.”

 

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