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Kool-Aid,” Malini said.
    “Looks like Lucifer is up to his old tricks again.”
    “Yeah, and there’s nothing we can do. The Watcher might not even be here. It’s wherever this water is bottled.”
    They both stared at the water cooler as if it would sprout lips and start giving them answers. Out of the corner of her eye, Malini glimpsed a man in a sharp navy suit pass by the open door to the break room. Something about the way he moved was too graceful, inhuman. She turned her head to get a better look. Dark wavy hair, a smile that could sell toothpaste, and navy blue eyes. He straightened his red tie, and then moved beyond her line of sight. The saccharine sweet, sulfur scent of Watcher hit her and Jacob at the same time.
    “He’s—”
    Jacob was already around the corner. Malini followed, kicking off her heeled shoes and running down the hall at breakneck speed. As she turned the corner into the long stretch of hallway to the atrium, she saw the Watcher tapping the button for the elevator frantically. Unnatural eyes locked onto hers, and a knowing, nervous smile twitched across the demon’s face. Without missing a step, Jacob’s hand moved toward his ankle, calling the water from his flask. He hadn’t counted on Amanda. She leapt around the desk, blocking their target with her body and distracting Jacob.
    “Hey, you can’t run in here,” she said.
    He shoved her out of the way in time to see Blue Suit disappear into the stairwell. Malini cruised around Amanda, kicking off the desk to pick up speed and corner into the stairwell. Luckily, bright light filtered through windows lining the small space. Sunlight limited a Watcher’s power; they might have a prayer of catching him.
    In defiance of gravity, Jacob cartwheeled over the stair rail, dropping to the landing a floor below. The move would be dangerous for an ordinary human, but Soulkeepers developed superhuman agility and strength over time. The Watcher wasn’t smiling anymore.
    Down, down, she pursued, floors flying by, hot on the demon’s heels. The male frantically tried a doorknob, a gold lion’s head ring flashing in the bright sunlight. Locked. Malini smiled. Jacob succeeded in reaching his flask and his broadsword of ice formed in his palm. They had him!
    With suicidal resolve, the Watcher dove over the railing, twisting out of reach of Jacob’s stabbing blade. Malini watched the demon drop to the landing below, forcing her feet to move faster down the stairs. Only, they’d reached a lower level of the building, and the topography changed. This floor housed a spa with a tranquil atmosphere, partially drawn curtains decorating the stairwell. The Watcher grinned at her one last time before sinking into a sliver of shadow. Navy blue eyes, suit, and golden lion’s head ring disappeared in a plume of smoke, leaving behind only a wisp of sulfur stench.
    “Damn!” Malini rolled her eyes at the ornate doors to the spa with contempt.
    Jacob channeled his sword back into his flask. “Do you think he was the source of contamination?”
    “I don’t know. The elixir was inside the bottled water. If that was the Watcher responsible, he contaminated the bottle at the source. Senator Bakewell spends most of his time in Washington. If he’s influencing him there too, we’ve got a very busy Watcher on our hands.”
    “Still, it’s possible.”
    “Yeah, but did you notice his suit? He’s posing as an executive. There’s something else going on here, Jacob.”
    “We could go back upstairs and grill Amanda for more info.”
    “She’s influenced too. She won’t tell us anything.”
    “Then what do you suggest?”
    “We need to collect ourselves, talk to the council, and do our homework on Harrington Enterprises. My gut tells me this is bigger than Senator Bakewell.”
    “Shoes?” Jacob asked, glancing at her bare feet.
    She shook her head.
    “You’re the boss.” He led the way toward the atrium to meet Lillian.
    “And I can parallel park