Ten Lows A_Leaping by Debra Dunbar

Author:Debra Dunbar [Dunbar, Debra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Debra Dunbar LLC
Published: 2017-11-23T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter 4

The next day had brought three miniature pecan pies complete with a can of whipped cream. Beatrix ate the pies plain, then sat watching the gateway, occasionally squirting whipped cream into her mouth.

Ah yes, this was the life. Well, it was the life until the gateway glowed gold and it was time to get to work. Once again she caught a quick glimpse of a group of demons on the other side—dozens of demons, but the one that came through was a Noodle, an information demon.

“Don’t shoot,” he told her with great drama, even lifting his hands upward.

Her job had been a lot easier when she did shoot. And Ezras would be quite happy if she continued with that response, but in Beatrix’s eyes, the treaty was on its deathbed, and this demon had done nothing to warrant death. Yet, anyway.

“If you want to live, you’ll turn right around and get back to Hel,” she warned. “Go on. Now.”

He eyed her, then surveyed the rubble that had once been a thriving shopping mall, his gaze lingering on the candy-cane decorated roofing strut, its lights still blinking merrily.

“Is that thing on a battery? Surely there isn’t live electrical service in this mess.”

“Probably,” Beatrix replied. “Now go back to Hel.”

“This is the closest gateway to where the Iblis calls her home, right? And where the Iblis is, the Ruling Council usually tends to loiter, correct?”

Yes, but he didn’t need to know that. “By the treaty signed over two and a half million years ago, demons, including the Ancients formerly known as Angels of Chaos are not allowed to travel to this realm. Now, go back to Hel, or I’ll be forced to…shoot you.”

Actually she’d attack him like an angel, restrain him and forcibly toss him back through the gateway, although now that the idea was in her head, Beatrix really wanted a gun. Not that big shotgun the Iblis used. Something small. Something like the pistols the human police used.

And a Taser. Yeah. That would be cool.

“I didn’t sign any treaty,” the information demon told her. “I always honor my contracts. I take my vows, my oaths with the utmost sincerity. Never have I signed anything where I agreed not to cross these gates. That treaty is with a bunch of Ancients, not us.”

And there was the problem. They’d spent millions of years enforcing a treaty on the inbred offspring of the Ancients, holding the demons to the same rules. Technically, he was right. Technically. But her boss said “none shall pass,” and if the Ancient Revered One gave her a job to do, she was going to do it. Mostly.

“Go. Now.” Beatrix summoned her energy to the surface, her hands glowing with a white light. As a warning, she shot a blast to the right of the information demon, blowing a crater in what had once been a store marquee.

The information demon squealed and jumped to the side, glaring at her as he put one foot through the gateway. “Okay, okay.

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