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When I wanted info, it took ten seconds.

Ask the question... cut off a body part... threaten to cut off another...

It wasn’t freaking rocket science.

Ten seconds, tops.

Did I have to go back out there?

Focus, Asher.

Brad was a pro at this, he tricked them into trusting him... and Lana wasn’t my usual captive. Probably better to get her to talk willingly.

Still bristling, I shut their voices out and turned my attention back to my map.

Two more portals in the Americas. Where would a demon put them?

Well, they hated the cold.Despisedit.

Leaning over my desk, I crossed off Canada.

That left the United States, Central America, and South America.

Okay, getting warmer...

I hesitated at Florida. Nah, not their style.

Louisiana, though...

I rubbed my jaw, considering it. Plenty of ghost stories and haunted houses in New Orleans... could be attributed to a nearby demon portal.

I drew a question mark over New Orleans and moved on to Mexico and Central and South America.

The Aztecs, the Incans, the Mayans, blood sacrifices, ancient ruins, vast unexplored cave systems... it had demon written all over it.

“Bingo,” I whispered, circling the whole region.

I’d bet my left nut there was a portal there.

Brad stepped into the war room. “So... we got a problem.”

I checked the time on my phone. “The hell took you so long? You were supposed to be interrogating her... not boning her.”

“I’m going to ignore that,” he said, taking a seat on the bed. “You want to know what she said? Or you just going to be a dick?”

“Go. Let’s hear it.” I leaned against the wall and ushered impatiently for him to continue.

“So she is the daughter of Primus Dominus, like I thought.”

“So I’m fucked.”

“Asher, you’re fucked in so many ways I can’t even keep count... and now I’m fucked too, because I put my life on the line for you.”

I nodded grimly. “What else?”

“So Dominus is going to be coming after you. Hard. Because you’re hunting his species, you tried to kill his portal master, and now you kidnapped his beloved daughter. Real smart, Asher. Real smart.”

“How was I supposed to know it was his daughter? What’s he doing sending his daughter up here, anyway?”