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It was just before noon when they arrived back at the casino. Jake sat at the kitchen table in his penthouse reading through on-line pages about demonic contracts. Nadia went downstairs to procure food and some coffee for them both since neither had eaten or slept and the sustenance would at least somewhat keep them awake for the next few hours.
When she came in with the little push cart, Jake glanced up and smiled in approval. “That looks amazing. I think I have a solution.”
“What’s that?” Nadia poured coffee for Jake and set it beside his laptop before setting the plate of eggs and bacon beside it.
Jake held up and old looking piece of paper. “This is my contract. See? My bloody fi
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Jake let himself out the back door of the hotel and set the alarm. He quickly found his car around the side and headed out onto the boulevard. In his studies he had come across some information about breaking demonic contracts and he had an idea. It was a dangerous one at best.He had learned that sage could create a space that no evil thing could enter uninvited, which wasn’t enough for the higher level ones he was dealing with. He had learned demons, unless invited or holding a blood seal, could not inhabit or control a person. But in some cases they were notoriously cocky and would try. So he had saged his clothing while Nadia got breakfast and gotten the address to a nearby church. If he burned the seal he was free, but if he did that, they could still attack him; unless he was purified. A priest would be able to purify him, and instruct him how to handle these demon
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Jake left his car at the church. After all, Father Cresson had said it was Holy ground and demons couldn’t touch it. What better place for his prized car? As he walked along the boulevard towards his casino he had a strange feeling he was being followed or watched. He chalked it up to paranoia and shrugged it off. But he knew better. After that session with Father Cresson he felt different. An energy was growing within his solar plexus, spreading a relaxing warmth all over him. Logically, calm was the last thing he should be right now but he felt like he could almost take a nap.So while Nadia and Alan were still resting, Jake relaxed on the sofa in his office. The TV across the room was on, but Jake wasn’t paying much attention to the African lion documentary. His mind wandering, creating almost dream-like hallucinations in the altered half-conscious state. Things he wo
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The elevator was dark, the lights were out or missing. The door didn’t close behind them, the button panel didn’t light up and the car didn’t move when the buttons were pushed. Alan rolled his eyes in exasperation. “Stairs it is, I guess.”The service stairs were near the bar. It wasn’t a long walk to it but in the darkness everything was a potential enemy, so the trio remained wary. Alan opened the stairwell door as quietly as he could, allowing the other two in.“You know, I am confused,” Jake said, looking down from the second landing. “If this guy is as strong as he says he is, he could just get us. What is the hold up? How did fireworks stop Griffin? This could end up being some sort of game for them with a boss at
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The being that materialized in the lightning strike suddenly appeared in the bar behind Griffin and Richard. Bruce was, like them, a hunter of souls. He had lost Nadia and Jake in Sedona and in any other situation he’d have forgotten about it. But the scar left by the Holy water Nadia had tossed at him was visible on the left side of his face and he had a bone to pick.“We’ve had them holed up in the office on an upper floor for a while now. They can’t stay there forever. Humans can’t take the heat or go without food and water that long. We’re planning to wait them out.” Richard explained, sipping a martini from a fluted glass. “You can wait with us, there are three of them.”“I didn’t know the other man and the woman had a pact,” Griffin repl
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Spring 1988"This is the stupidest thing I have ever heard." Jake rolled his eyes and twirled a drumstick. "The devil? Are you fucking serious?" Miles nodded. "They say the blues singer Robert Johnson did it. He was supposedly the worst guitar player ever, and then one night he stood on the crossroad playing and a black guy came by and tuned his guitar." Jake rolled his eyes before he replied. "That doesn't mean it was the devil. It was probably a dude wandering by, heard how bad he was, then stopped and showed him how to play.""It was the devil!" Dan insisted, his guitar case in his hand as they walked along the dirt road. "I've read all about it."Jake glanced at their bass player, Brian. "You in on this too?""Yup. I mean how can I not be." Brian turned to look at Jake but he didn't look
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Chapter TwoBack in the office, finally alone with his thoughts, Jake stared out the window at the parking lot. He could see his own car from here and it never failed to make him smile when he saw his bright orange mustang, waiting for him, inviting him to let the top back and feel the wind. Not today though, he didn’t feel much like leaving and going anywhere.Turning, his eyes fell on the old band poster he kept in here as a memento. He hadn’t picked up a guitar or drumsticks in years. All of that was packed in the basement of the casino in a dark corner. He couldn’t help a chuckle at how young and naive they had been back then, stupid teenage runaways in California when the Sunset Strip was the place to be and make a name.
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Chapter ThreeNadia stood on her balcony and watched the sun rise just over the mountains, a fresh cup of coffee in hand. Nadia had slept little, having spent the night unpacking the things she had brought. Jake had told her the penthouse was furnished, so her furniture went to storage. Empty boxes were scattered through the large open living room, but she was done unpacking. The only thing left unpacked was a box of Dan’s things that was shoved into her closet, out of sight and out of mind. She would never toss it, but wondered if she’d ever open it again.The ringing of the phone cut into her thoughts. “This can’t be good news this early in the morning.”
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Dan had been dead close to a year. Nadia missed him but she did not miss the constant danger and chaos that was involved. He had been a gambler, but not a very good one, and this had strained their marriage many times. In the months before his death, Nadia believed the marriage was on its last legs, though she had held out hoping for a solution.Shaking herself from the intrusive and painful thoughts, she turned to the door. “I will get my purse and we will go if you insist on coming with me.”“I insist,” Jake said as the door closed behind her.The bank was in the neighboring town of Boulder City. It was a small bank, not even a chain. A friendly young manager who seemed to recognize
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