Death Mask. Alex Archer

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       Chapter One

      “Fire on the rooftop, two o’clock!” Demi Chattox called into the radio headset.

      “Got it,” her sister Gina answered. A puff of a rain cloud appeared over the roof, dousing the flame that had just sprung up. “The little bastards are heading your way.”

      “Whatever you do, gang, don’t let them see you,” Cal Black said, his rich tone crackling over the radio into Demi’s ears, sending ripples of hunger throughout her body. How did he do that? No matter where he was, what he was doing, she wanted him. And, lately, she wasn’t getting enough of him.

      Work, work, work. Did he ever stop?

      “We can’t let them get away from us this time.” Demi spoke quietly, glancing across at her sister Selena as she held the other end of the fire-retardant netting. The tiny dragon flies had wreaked havoc on Chicago for the past two days, starting fires all over the city. The firemen were worn out and people were complaining the police force wasn’t doing enough to stop the arson rampage terrorizing the city. What they didn’t understand was that they were creatures, not people, starting all the fires. “Everyone in place?”

      “Building up some heat as we speak,” her sister Brigid responded from her position several yards in front of them.

      With the chief of the Chicago Police Special Investigations Division’s permission, Demi, a special agent on the team, had called in the assistance of her sisters to help corral the pests and put an end to the fear of having another great Chicago fire like that of 1871.

      As witches, the five sisters each possessed a magical power they only used in dire circumstances, like rescuing one of their own from an evil chimera or protecting innocents from the machinations of a mind-freezing Medusa. The only two witches employed on the team, Demi and her sister Brigid, worked for the police department as consultants, cleaning up renegade paranorms in order to keep the city streets safe for humans and paranorms alike.

      Sometimes Demi called on her sisters when they needed the full power of all five points of their pentagram to stop evil.

      “I sense someone else,” Selena whispered.

      “Where?”

      “Nearby.” Holding her end of the net, she closed her eyes. “In the shadows on a corner. He’s pushing the dragon flies.”

      “Pushing them?” Demi asked. “You mean they’re not working on their own?”

      Selena opened her eyes and smiled. “They aren’t smart enough to target anything. I think it’s a demon manipulating them.”

      “Why?”

      “I sense anger over something that happened in his past.”

      “Cal and I noticed a pattern. All the residences he’s targeted belonged to executives of Chicago Bank and Trust. And the bank suffered a fire in their mailroom last week.”

      “Dissatisfied customer?” Selena offered.

      Demi tapped the talk button on her headset. “Cal, check out the street corners as Gina and Aurai work the dragon flies our way.”

      “What am I looking for?” he responded.

      “A demon.”

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