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about that size."
    "I'm sure you have a very large pattern," I mumbled.
    George cast me a questioning look, but said nothing.
    Tyler flashed me a smile, and I abruptly remembered everyone here except me probably had supernatural hearing. My face went hot, but I kept my head up and pretended not to care.
    Tyler returned to the patterns, this time pointing out the large one in the middle. "The bigger and more complex the pattern, the more powerful the demon." He sighed and shook his head. "I'm no expert, but the size and complexity of this pattern means someone summoned a demon of epic proportions." He pointed to the soulless bodies. "And it ate all their souls for breakfast."
     

Chapter 3
     
    The Custodians exchanged troubled looks. Carswell spoke. "Demons can't exist in physical form for long outside the patterns though, right?"
    "What we're looking at here wasn't an ordinary summoning." Tyler waved a hand toward the bodies. "This was like the opposite of an exorcism. If I had to guess, there were other people here who invited these demons to possess them." He examined the center of the large pattern and then at the group of bound victims. His brow furrowed.
    "What is it?" George asked.
    "I heard rumors that if a demon devoured enough souls, it would be more powerful in the mortal plane."
    "Physically?" I asked.
    "Demons have their own form of magic." Tyler shuddered. "Unfortunately it requires using soul essence. I only know the basics."
    I tried to grasp where this was leading. "What you're saying is we might have a powerful demon magician in this world now."
    His lips pressed tight. "Judging from all these summoning patterns, we have a small army of possessed humans on the loose, and no idea what in the world they're up to."
     
    George dropped us back at Tyler's condominium building, the Gregorian, an hour later. "I'll let you know when we need your help again, Miss Glass."
    "How about you let us know what in the bloody hell is going on with the demons?" I suggested in an impolite tone.
    "I was under the impression you were too busy to concern yourself with our day-to-day operations." George looked at Mr. Sticks. The other man offered a curt nod.
    "Well?" I asked.
    "I'd be happy to keep you apprised, but it would be beneficial if you and Mr. Rock attend the Overworld orientation classes in the meantime." He tipped his hat. "Until next time."
    "Let's keep things fun next time." Tyler flashed a grin and slid out of the backseat.
    I squirmed with impatience during the ride up the lift.
    "Are you okay?" Tyler asked.
    I narrowed my eyes. "I'm wonderful."
    His lovely green eyes widened. "Was it something I did?"
    The doors opened and we stepped into the foyer. His thumbprint unlocked the door to his palatial penthouse. The moment he closed the door behind us I shoved him against a wall.
    "You foolish man!" I pressed my head against his chest. "I thought that thing was going to kill you."
    He caressed my hand. "I'm sorry, Em. If I hadn't done something, a lot of people might have lost their souls."
    Tears flooded my eyes. "I know. It was very brave."
    "And sexy, right?" He tucked a finger under my chin and brought my gaze to his smoldering eyes.
    "Yes," I admitted.
    He swept me off my feet and carried me down the hall to the bedroom. "I think it's time we celebrated."
    "I must admit, I wasn't sure if I wanted to fuck you or beat you with a cricket bat after you fought that monster."
    "I wanted to tear off your clothes and take you right then." He tossed me on the bed and climbed on top of me. "I haven't decided what I'm going to do with you." He nuzzled my neck and traced my ear with his tongue.
    A shiver ran through my body, leaving goose bumps in its wake. "Well, Mr. Rock, that's a difficult decision."
    His tongue made its way into the hollow of my throat. "Perhaps the most difficult I've ever made." He reached a hand beneath my shirt and undid my bra clasp, then slid each strap down my arm. "I'll have to study each and