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her arms windmilling madly. Kron stood a few feet away,
watching her as he smeared the gory colors from the makeup palette
onto his fingertips and licked them off slowly.
    With his bloodstained lips, he
blew her a kiss and she lost her footing altogether. Charlene
spiraled down into the waiting flames, her scream echoing above her.
She plunged headlong into the roaring flames, which transformed into
thrashing black waves. Drowning in a sea of blood and fire was not
what she'd bargained for.
    She should have known better.
What was she thinking, bargaining with a demon?
    Perhaps she should have chosen
death.
    Charlene spluttered, trying to
struggle to the surface. No! She would not choose death. That was
the easy way out, and since when did Charlene Cole do easy? Never.
Not since their mother split and their dad drank himself to death.
She had soldiered on, taking on all kinds of jobs, enduring all kinds
of humiliation and hardship, just to put food on the table and keep a
non-leaking roof over their heads. She had made sure that her sister
grew up happy and loved, that Charlotte's childhood and teenage years
were warm and comfortable.
    Her life hadn't been easy.
    So why should her death be
easy?
    Bring it on!
    She was sure that Kron was
going to kill her. He had just been playing with her, taunting her,
raising her hopes then crushing them, the sadistic bastard. He was
going to watch her drown in this sea of black demon blood that was
being boiled by the fires of hell.
    What a way to die,
Charlene! Way to go.
    A hysterical, demented laughed
gurgled from Charlene as she coughed up a mouthful of blood. Above
the flaming sea of blood, Charlene saw Kron silhouetted at the top of
the cliff against the swirling sulfur mists.
    His form kept shifting and
changing with the mist. She saw a horned figure standing upright,
with flaring horns and muscular limbs. Then she saw a crouching
beast, with many tails and dripping fangs. His shape morphed again
into a humanoid figure, but there were long talons gripping the edge
of the cliff where his feet should be. Finally, she glimpsed that
immaculately dressed gentleman again, sitting cross-legged and
swinging a cane jauntily at the tip of the rocky ledge.
    Kron was just entertaining
himself. And it seemed that she was his entertainment.
    Charlene spat out another
mouthful of blood and gave the demon lord the finger before a dark,
burning wave crashed over her head and dragged her down. Her stiff,
defiant finger remained above the surface for the longest time,
before slowly sinking and disappearing into the burning depths.

CHAPTER
TWO

    Glenn Constantine glanced at
his watch. Eight o'clock.
    He had to attend another
meeting in about half an hour. But first, he had to take care of
business, his business. Having a Master vampire as their
founding board member meant that his staff at his real estate
investment firm, GC Inc., usually scheduled all important board
meetings in the evenings, when the sun was down so he could attend.
    But Glenn was also a Council
member of the PAC, and the Paranormal Affairs Council always had
their meetings at night to accommodate all their members.
    Glenn pressed his fingertips
together as he listened to the debate that was going on forever
between some of the board members.
    He would have to wrap up this
board meeting soon. Now , if possible.
    His Chief Executive Officer,
Harvey Chen, a dignified, bespectacled silver haired weredragon was
answering some questions from the other board members.
    Glenn leaned forward and cut
into the debate. “Harvey is right. I don't think we should
sell the land.”
    One of the board members
turned his frown on Glenn. “But Mr Kron's offer is...”
    “ Too good to be true?
Then it probably is,” Glenn said levelly.
    “ He's offering a really
good price, for that land. A crazy price, in fact,” another
board member interjected heatedly. “We'll be crazy not to
accept!”
    “ But why would Mr
Sideous Kron be suddenly