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“I’m going to call the cops if you don’t leave me alone.”
    “There was a cop there. A tall man with blond hair. He had a gun.”
    “How do you know what happened?” She glanced under Andy’s desk, which would have made a good hiding spot. But other than three balled-up pieces of paper that hadn’t hit the trash can, there was nothing there. “I just want to be left alone. Honestly, I’m not really as psychic as people seem to think. Checking the coat closet was a lucky guess. It’s called coincidence and it happens all the time.”
    “You’re psychic?” he repeated. “Right, he mentioned that. He thought you might be able to help him get rid of me.”
    Eden frowned deeply. “Get rid of you? The killer said he was possessed by a demon he desperately wanted out of him.”
    Her head spun just thinking about it. Demons didn’t exist. Of course they didn’t. That was crazy.
    Besides, a demon wouldn’t sound like this, would it? Her newly discovered inner voice was deep, warm, and calm. She would have expected a demon to sound scary and, well, demonic . Her hands began to ache as she clutched the bat tighter.
    “The important thing is not to panic,” the voice said.
    “What the hell is going on here?”
    “Really, demon is a bit of a derogatory word, isn’t it?” he continued conversationally. “I promise I mean you no harm at all. I did what I could to keep my former host from hurting you and luckily it all turned out okay. Well, sort of okay. Now if we can just talk about—”
    “You… you’re a d-demon?” she stuttered.
    “Well… technically, yes I am. But just try to relax. I know this is a bit of a surprise, but everything’s going to be fine.”
    No, it wasn’t possible. Not a chance. Demons didn’t exist. She must have had some kind of mental breakdown. Now, that was possible. It had been a very traumatic day. Something deep in her psyche must have cracked open wide enough for her to suddenly hear a voice in her head.
    “Everything’s going to be fine?” she repeated through clenched teeth. “I don’t think so. I need to go to the hospital. I need a psych evaluation. I’ve obviously gone cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs.”
    “No, you haven’t. I’m sorry, but I can’t survive without a human host, otherwise I’ll dissipate into the air like smoke. I had no choice. There were two of you there, you and the cop, and it was a fifty-fifty chance that I ended up with you—although, I’ve got to say, you’re my first female host ever. This should be very interesting.”
    She licked her dry lips. Her muscles were so tight she thought they might snap like overused hair elastics. “Did you say smoke? Like black smoke?”
    Black smoke had left the dead killer’s body and flew through the air toward her. She’d since dismissed it as a figment of her traumatized imagination, but now…
    “You’re a demon ,” she said it so quietly even she had trouble hearing it.
    “Yes.”
    “And you’ve possessed me.”
    “If you put it that way it sounds a bit ominous, doesn’t it? I’d rather think of it as ‘sharing living space.’”
    It was true. She’d seen it with her own eyes when the serial killer had been killed. The black smoke hadn’t just been smoke—it was the demon he’d claimed to be possessed with. The demon that was now inside of her .
    For a moment she was positive she’d faint. The feeling passed, but the steadily growing fear that filled her remained.
    “Get out of me,” she said softly.
    “That does sound like an excellent plan, but you need to understand, this isn’t my choice. I haven’t been able to exist outside of my host since—”
    “Get out right now!” Eden clutched the baseball bat so tightly she was sure she’d get splinters. She put every ounce of energy she could summon from the universe into those four words. She’d never felt so fierce or certain about anything in her entire twenty-nine years of life—and that included kicking her cheating