Devil's Paw (Imp Book 4) by Dunbar Debra

Author:Dunbar, Debra [Dunbar, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: devils, paranormal, demons, romance, angels, urban fantasy
Publisher: Anessa Books
Published: 2013-08-04T16:00:00+00:00

~16~

We were scheduled to be the first morning flight into Juneau, taking off pre–dawn in our hijacked G6. The owner of this luxury aircraft was happily riding in the seat beside me. He’d initially been a bit pissed about its theft, but became starry–eyed the moment he’d caught a glimpse of Gregory. I was amused to see that angelic laws or ethics didn’t seem to encompass personal property rights.

Gregory had exploded all over the airport in a temper over our travel logistics. The last direct flight to Juneau had long left Seattle by the time we’d reached the airport, and the next flight out included a seven–hour layover in Anchorage. He’d been on his spanking–new iPhone with the gate guardian back home, barking out orders for water passage, but that option encompassed over two days of travel. Even a charter plane was out of the question since Juneau airport locked down at midnight to incoming flights.

At least the delay had allowed us to take a very uncomfortable taxi ride back to Baphomet’s house to retrieve our rental car and my luggage. Originally Gregory had insisted we abandon it all in a mad dash to Alaska, but with nearly four hours to kill, he finally agreed. I had no idea who would have ended up paying for the never–returned rental car, but I wanted my suitcases and their contents. I’d managed to convince him to stop for a bite to eat at an all–night diner on our way back to the airport. I ate; he didn’t.

I glanced over at the brooding angel across from me and sighed, shifting uncomfortably in my seat. Something in my pocket dug a sharp edge into my leg, and I realized I’d forgotten the pocket–sized mirror I’d lifted from the house in Fremont. The house had been registered to Paul Yong. I looked at the communications device, a much smaller and simpler version of the one at Baphomet’s house. Had Baphomet kept this one as a back–up? Or had it belonged to some other demon?

Shrugging, I punched the clear stone on the rim and waited. Even at ten–thousand feet, the mirror should work. When no one replied, I left a vague message about how I’d found the mirror and was trying to find out who it belonged to before stuffing it back into my pocket.

It was going to be a long flight. Gregory had been on edge since he’d discovered the murdered angel, and the airplane owner was cheerfully enthralled, so I wasn’t expecting stimulating conversation from either of them. I looked out the window at the rippled sheet of cloud–cover below us, just becoming visible in the early dawn light. I’d called Wyatt before we had flown out, woke him up at what had to have been four in the morning Maryland time, to tell him not to expect me for a few days at least. I’d need to call him again when we landed since there was a good chance he might not remember our conversation.

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