Book Seven: Chapter 144

Cyrus grunted in acknowledgement, but said little else. When Eulalie next spoke, her voice was tense.

“I’m going to find that place and burn it to the ground,” she whispered.

“So what’s the scariest fuck you’ve ever hunted down?” asked Dirk. Now that the man was talking, Cyrus wished he would shut up.

“People,” Cyrus replied. When Dirk gave him an odd look, Cyrus elaborated. “Humans. Every time things have gone sideways or I’ve lost members of my team, it’s been humans.”

After a long moment, Dirk nodded. “Ah, I get you. Witches and shit.”

“Yep. Like that woman back at the house, Elizabeth.”

Dirk slowed the car and fixed Cyrus with a look. “Don’t let the boss hear you talk like that,” he warned. “Not that it’s any of my business, but I think he might have a thing going on with her or something.”

“A thing?” Curious, Cyrus sat up in his seat.

“Maybe. They seem like they know each other. I kind of wonder if she isn’t an old fuck buddy, or