Page 38 of Demons Dig Donuts

“No.”

Indy groaned. “Please?”

“Maybe.”

“It’s all right, sweetie cakes. Don’t you worry.” Gammy nodded firmly. “We need to go to Anna Graham’s immediately and I can take care of it.”

“Can you, ahem, fix me?”

“Yes. No.” Gammy hummed. “A very strong maybe.”

“Gammy…”

“Your illness was tied into a demonic deal.” Gammy threw up her hands. “There could be lingering complications, sweetie. At the least, I can slow it down and keep you alive for a few more years.”

“It’s a deal—”

Gammy cringed. “Maybe say something else?”

“Done. Yes. Okay. I’ll take it.” Indy glanced toward the door. “Mr. Heiss said he wasn’t going to let me out of his sight, so if you want to go to Anna’s? First, we have to find a fucking way out of here. And then, yeah, we’ll have to move fast before that dumb shit notices I’ve run again.”

Gammy grimaced. “Indy—”

“Like, so very, very fucking fast.”

Gammy’s grimace deepened, her gaze shifting to something over Indy’s shoulder. “Sweetie cakes.”

The floor creaked.

“What?” Indy sighed in frustration. “He’s right behind me, isn’t he?”

King whispered loudly, “If the dumb shit is Mr. Heiss, then yeah, sure is.”

Indy turned around to confirm that Mr. Heiss was indeed standing right behind him.

Mr. Heiss’s broad demonic body pulled at the seams of a slick black-and-red pinstripe suit. His eyes glowed as he glared down at Indy, and his upper lip was curled in an unamused sneer.

“Aw, hi there!” Indy smiled sweetly and batted his lashes as he cooed, “Let me say it louder in case you didn’t hear me. I need to move fast before the dumb shit—”

“I heard you,” Mr. Heiss said sourly as he rolled his eyes. “What do you need at Anna Graham’s? And why?”

“It’s for my prep enchantment,” Indy replied without hesitation.

“Prep?”

“Yeah. Prep. How do you think I take all those giant monster dicks without literally being split in half?” Indy let his eyes flicker over Mr. Heiss and back to his face with a sneer. “Too bad you’ll never know.”

Mr. Heiss came closer, leaned in, and smiled. “We shall see about that. Won’t we?”

Indy flushed, and his heart skipped a few beats.

This absolute dumb shit demon.

The dumbest! Shittiest! Ugh.

He was so lucky he was hot.

Dill growled, apparently not a fan of how close Mr. Heiss was.