Page 62 of Peacemaker

I knew when my phone began ringing that it was Crawford calling. I’d been expecting to hear that more women had come forward about the demon attacks.

Eight women, the captain said. And the mayor wanted to talk to me.

“When and where?”

“The station. He and one of his people will meet us in an hour. My office.”

“You told me he was threatening to arrest me. I’m not walking into the station and holding out my wrists, Frank.”

“Do you think I’d let him do that, Sinclair?”

I hesitated. “I don’t know.”

He hung up without reassuring me. My choice to show up or not.

“I’ll show up,” I muttered, “but I’m not coming alone.”

“I don’t think we’ll be back for dinner, Jin,” I said, as I headed for the front door.

I climbed into my car and drove to the city.

Another night was already speeding toward us, and who knew what fresh, dark hell would ride along with it?