Chapter 67

Deacon frowned, then looked toward the door. “But I’ve got another show tonight.”

Legion’s facial features twisted as the demon within pressed his way forward to the surface. Harsh lines appeared on the trucker’s face. “Holding the wolf was a personal request from him. He may decide to take you apart, instead, to see what makes you tick. I can’t protect you from him while I’m spread so thin amongst the flock.”

“Ah. Well…” Deacon sighed. “I suppose we’ll have to have mass early. Send out the special invites, we’ll have our service this evening. I don’t suppose you still have eyes on her?”

“I’m moving in already, but…” Legion looked at Timotei. “If he had problems, then I’m not assured of my own success. I only sent a few vessels, I didn’t expect our new friend to be so… resourceful. We’ve got more of the bitch’s blood and can renew the spell later. It would be in our best interest if I collectively pulled myself together for tonight.”

“Damn.” Deacon looked dow