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else could happen. The worst had been done. There was no place left to torture him.
    But maybe the other demon knew what was going on. Why could he touch, hear, feel and suddenly speak to the human?
    Unease and suspicion rippled across his body, the tips of his wings fluttering gently with the force of his emotion. The left one ached but was already beginning to mend.
    What did this creature want from him?
    “The Dark Lord has decided you’ve spent enough time in punishment for your betrayal, and has deigned to give you a chance to win back your place at his side.”
    “Feeling benevolent this century, is he?”
    Brone didn’t believe it for a single moment. Lucifer never did anything out of kindness. He wanted something, and if he was giving Brone a chance to give it to him, it was simply because Brone was the only creature capable.
    But even knowing that, he was willing to hear Kearn out. Why not? It wasn’t like he had anywhere else to be. And if he could actually win his way back into Hell…
    The other demon shrugged and curled his lip, giving Brone the distinct impression he was against the possibility of Brone’s return to the fold. “Tough times on Earth mean more humans searching for something to fill the void. We’re happy to oblige.”
    They both recognized the lies, but he chose to let them pass. Calling Kearn on them wouldn’t bring him anything.
    “What does he want me to do?”
    “Something that should be easy for the great and powerful Brone.”
    Flattery. Crap, this couldn’t be good.
    “That woman. The one you just met.”
    “Evie?”
    “Satan wants her soul. And he wants you to deliver it.”
     

 
    Chapter Two
     
     
    Rubbing a hand into her tired eyes, Evie tried to wipe out the events of the night. For a few minutes there she’d feared Cara had gone one step too far and was on the verge of alcohol poisoning. Or that maybe someone had roofied her drink.
    Luckily she was okay. A couple cups of coffee and a hot shower had sobered her up enough that Evie felt comfortable leaving her in Melody’s hands.
    She hadn’t wanted to go to that club in the first place, but the two of them had double-teamed her with a huge dose of guilt. It had been a long time since they’d had a girl’s night. When had college and fun turned into real life, with real jobs and responsibilities?
    Evie could pinpoint the exact moment, at least for her — the night she’d gotten pregnant by a guy she’d been contemplating dumping just weeks before graduating from law school. She’d still dumped him, but Nick was now a permanent part of her life.
    And Evie wouldn’t change that for the world.
    It was late, a heck of a lot later than she’d hoped to be out. All she wanted was to drop into bed and sleep until at least noon.
    A tired grimace tugged at her lips. That wasn’t going to happen. Even with Megan visiting her dad, Evie couldn’t manage to sleep past seven a.m. She hadn’t seen the back of her eyelids at noon since her daughter was born six years ago.
    Funny how the little thing expected to be fed and entertained on a regular basis.
    That thought brought on a smile, one tinged with sadness. Evie missed the whirlwind that routinely ran through her life, chattering and singing and dancing the entire way. She pushed the moment aside, used to these bouts whenever her daughter was gone.
    Megan was the best thing she’d ever done. She thanked God that at least if she was destined to be a single parent, she’d gotten a good education first. Not that junior prosecutors made boatloads of money.
    But Megan had everything she needed.
    If Evie was honest, guilt wasn’t the only reason she’d agreed to the club. She’d needed a distraction from missing her daughter. Her current case was supposed to do that, but instead it was tying her stomach in knots. She was so afraid she was going to lose.
    If that happened, a serial child molester was going back out on the streets. And that was really what had her