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raised an eyebrow and waited for him to read it.
    You’ll thank me later, love. Kiss that devilish partner of yours. You’ll thank me for that, too.
    Dexx didn’t move. “Sven.”
    “That was my first guess.” But it didn’t add up.
    “Was he the one who killed that woman?”
    “No.” Paige held up her hands as if in surrender. “No. This is someone else. This one left a demon mark, but he somehow knew I use hand prints to view the scene afterward. That’s how I knew about the message. So, he’s working with Sven? That’s a scary idea.”
    Dexx looked up, flailing his hand with the card. “Why would you thank him? For killing a woman? For giving you something to do?”
    “I don’t know.” Paige massaged her forehead with all eight fingertips.
    “What magick was at the scene?”
    “A handprint.”
    “You said that before. I don’t understand.”
    “Oh, sometimes demons will leave behind a handprint, emotional discharge from an event. It’s literally in the shape of a hand. I can see it through my witch vision.”
    “Witch vision?”
    “Um, yeah. You know, like, the inner eye?”
    “That’s really a thing?”
    “Yeah. Anyway, I touch it and then I can see the scene as far forward as the moment they left the handprint and as far back as there’s energy in the discharge. I can reverse it, speed it up.”
    “So, it’s like a DVR.”
    “Kind of. When the energy dissipates, the imprint is gone.”
    “So the demon was feeding?”
    “Possibly. Though—” The way he’d looked right at her, knowing she was going to watch. “I don’t know. This seemed deliberate, like a message inside a message.”
    “The note would make a little more sense then. She’s a clue you’re supposed to follow.”
    “Yeah.”
    “Well, thank you for killing someone, Sven. Good on ya.” Dexx focused his green gaze on her. “You used your gift. You okay?”
    “Yeah. The demon was close, but not close enough.” She needed to tell someone what had happened with Tony, and Dexx was the best one for it. But what happened if, after she said it out loud, it just made her look really stupid? “Something else happened, too.”
    “There’s more? Today was your first official day back.” He leaned forward. “Okay. Now, I’m worried.”
    So was she. “First of all, in the memory playback, the woman’s nails grew into what almost looked like claws and her eyes seemed to kind of glow.”
    He paused for a confused second. “Demon?”
    “I don’t know.” Cocking her jaw to the side, she struggled to phrase what she wanted to say next.
    “Was that it?” He craned his head forward. “Or do you need a drum roll?”
    “Shut up.” She gestured with her fingers. “Tony acted weird.”
    Dexx narrowed his eyes, waiting.
    “Like…I don’t know. Like he was part of the supernatural world? But not a demon?”
    He pursed his lips, widened them, then re-pursed them. “Like, um…” He shook his head.
    “My first thought was…vampire.” With the word out of her mouth, she felt like a moron. Vampires? Really?
    His gaze roved the small space of the bathroom. “Um, Pea, there are no such things as vampires.”
    “Okay. Well, I had to check with you. You know, hunter and all. I thought maybe you might have run into something like this? Werewolves? Vampires?”
    “As far as I know, they only exist in bad teen angst books.”
    “I read those, thank you very much.” Paige rolled out of the doorway and into the wide, open living room. “And I watch the movies and the TV shows.”
    “Oh, your guilty pleasures. Tell me you just want them for the naked men.”
    She pursed her lips out and nodded. “Definitely the for the naked men.” She plopped into the white and ragged overstuffed chair.
    He gave her a come-hither look and gestured to himself. “And what about this naked man?”
    She chuckled. “This half naked man.”
    “I could be all the way naked.”
    There really was part of her that wanted that.
    But the rest of