The Price of Possession: A Reverse Harem Tale (Pizza Shop Exorcist Book 1) by Dakota Brown

The Price of Possession: A Reverse Harem Tale (Pizza Shop Exorcist Book 1) by Dakota Brown

Author:Dakota Brown [Brown, Dakota]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Untold Press, LLC
Published: 2021-02-19T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 11

Aaron

Getting a few essentials proved a touch more difficult since I didn't have a shirt in the first place. Mal–I could sense a hint of a lie when they told me his name. Not so much that I thought they were outright hiding who he was, more so that it might be a shortening of his full name–ended up running inside and getting me a shirt. Then he and I went in together. I wasn't sure why the other man joined me, but I had a feeling he was protecting me. If so, I was grateful. Though the man was quite a bit shorter than me, he moved a lot like some of my friends who were really into martial arts. He probably knew how to handle himself.

Still, that didn't explain why he found it painful to touch me, and I was looking forward to their explanation later over dinner.

Chris Price was an interesting character. I'd seen her once or twice in her restaurant, and she was fairly distinctive, but I figured I had a pass on not recognizing her right away. What with the fire and all.

That really pissed me off. I had liked that house quite a bit, and I got along with my neighbors really well. I guess the land was still mine, and I could rebuild. It would just take a while. I'd have to deal with insurance. Aww, hell, my work laptop had gone up in the fire. Everything important was backed up on the network, but I might have lost a few notes. Still, I was alive, and the rest was an inconvenience compared to that.

Who had those people been, and what were they after?

Armed with a bag of clothing, toiletries, and a new phone, I felt at least a little better able to face the next few hours. After that, well, I would probably need a stiff drink or two. I suspected what my new friends would have to tell me was going to be harder to handle than the fire itself.

Chris pulled into the parking lot for the pizza parlor and we all climbed out. My stomach was really growling by then, and I was glad we had opted for food during our discussion.

I studied the sign to the shop as we approached. Something was different.

"Did you rebrand?" I asked.

"What? No, mate," Chris answered tiredly. She stopped and looked at the sign. "Son of a bitch," she muttered.

Sabian burst out laughing and Mal chuckled.

"It's a good touch," Mal said.

"But…we're supposed to be forgetting about demons," she exclaimed, and I could hear the exasperation in her voice.

That was what was different. There was a pentagram now gracing the pizza pie in her sign, the single point of the star facing the ground. And what was this about demons? The marks that looked like eyes on my biceps and chest tingled and I rubbed my hands together to try and chase the unpleasant sensation away.

She smacked her forehead. "I don't know if I should be upset or not.



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