Demon Trappers 00 - Retro Demonology by Jana Oliver

Author:Jana Oliver [Oliver, Jana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin's Griffin
Published: 2010-12-17T05:00:00+00:00

The Biblo woke and threw a hellish fit as Riley was completing the paperwork with the hippies in their kitchen. It screamed and banged against the side of the cup like a crazed thing.

"Chill out, will you?" Bandana said. The demon shot him the bird and made a rude remark in Hellspeak.

"What he say?" the man asked.

"Trust me, you don't want to know."

Ten minutes later Riley was headed toward downtown Atlanta, singing along to Dead and Lovin' It on the car radio. On the seat next to her was the messenger bag, the signed paperwork and the Offending Minion of Hell. No surprise, it wasn't happy so Riley had learned a couple new fiendish swear words, ones she didn't dare use around her dad. She'd also scored a hug from Sunflower and three strands of beads that didn't go with anything she owned.

What wasn't sitting on the seat next to her was the couple's oversized brownies, though they'd offered to send some home with her. Riley had pleaded a chocolate allergy. It was more like a "I don't need to get busted for weed" issue.

As she edged her way through the intersection onto M.L. King toward downtown Atlanta, the messenger bag began to rock on the seat. She slapped her hand on it to keep it in place while the bag bounced around like a cat with its tail on fire. Tiny feet drummed against her palm as green liquid leaked onto the seat. Somehow the demon had managed to unscrew the sippy cup's lid and now it was a good bet it was trying to find a way out of the bag. If it did, it might take off. What would she tell her dad?

The bag thrashed on the seat and then the demon poked its head out.

"Oh no, you don't! Get back in there." It pulled itself completely free, grinning manically.

Distracted, Riley jerked the steering wheel and nearly collided with another car. The driver honked his horn and glared at her.

"Stop it!" she shouted at the fiend. "You'll get us killed, you idiot."

At the last minute, she looked up and gasped in horror. Ramming her foot on the brake pedal, she plastered herself against the seatbelt causing the messenger bag to careen to the floor. The demon sailed upward and landed on the dash.

There was a screech of burning rubber. "Noooo!"

The car finally halted, missing the one in front of her by inches.

"Thank God," Riley sighed, flopping against the steering wheel in relief. She didn't dare lose her driver's license. It'd taken her two tries to pass the road test.

Peals of demonic laughter came from the dashboard where the demon was doubled over, tears rolling down its eyes in mirth. She made a grab for it, but it skittered out of her reach.

"Hey, I didn't hit him," she said, retrieving her messenger bag from the floor. She had to put the thing back into the cup. The laughter grew louder causing her to hesitate. "What's so funny?"

As she looked up she spied the row of blue lights on top of the car she'd nearly rear-ended.

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