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bidding and keep anyone from testifying against him. Keep Rusu safe and get her to the council meeting on time.”
    â€œHow will she help nail Zhurov?” Demi asked.
    â€œShe’s a telepathic medium. She can transfer thoughts from one person to another. She will be able to connect Zhurov’s mind to the minds of the council so they can see Zhurov’s memories.”
    â€œHandy. We should get one of our own for all court trials.”
    â€œIt’s not that easy. She has to have had a relationship with the person.”
    â€œLet me guess, she was Zhurov’s lover?”
    Warner nodded.
    â€œGreat. Who’s to say she won’t fall under his spell again?”
    â€œShe won’t. She never loved him. Rumor has it she’s in love with a demon.”
    â€œDemon?” Demi stopped at the corner of the hangar. “What kind of demon? One like the nutcase we just caught starting fires all over Chicago?”
    â€œI’m not sure,” the chief replied.
    â€œSo we have to be wary of Zhurov’s minions and Ms. Rusu’s boyfriend?” Demi stopped, ready to turn around and head back to her apartment. “I’m loving this assignment even more.”
    â€œJust get her to the council. Then you and Black will have three days off before you need to report back to work.”
    â€œDeliver the equivalent of a ticking bomb to a council of paranormal freaks capable of turning me into a toad or a grease spot on the road? Piece of cake!” Demi snapped her fingers.” All for a lousy three-day vacation in a waterlogged city. Your generosity is unbelievable.”
    The chief chuckled. “You are two of the best I have to offer. I know you’ll manage it beautifully.”
    â€œUh-huh. We’ll let you know how it goes.” She gave the man a mock salute, handed off her case to the pilot who stored it in a compartment located in the wing and then climbed the steps into the tight confines of the seven-passenger plane.
    Cal sat in one of the seats immediately behind the pilot’s seat with Ursula perched in the seat across the aisle from him.
    Demi settled into a seat behind Cal. She would have sat farther back, but her curiosity wouldn’t allow her to be that far out of earshot of her man and
that
woman. Correction. Paranormal creature.
    The pilot pulled himself up into the plane and glanced over his shoulder. “Sorry folks, there won’t be beverage service on this flight and if you have to use the bathroom, you better go now. I’ll be your pilot, flight attendant and baggage handler for this trip. Which means you’re pretty much on your own. Buckle your seat belts and hold on. The weather promises to be bumpy the closer we get to New York.”
    Demi fumbled in her purse for the bottled water she’d brought along and the anti-nausea medication she kept handy for just such an occasion.
    Cal glanced over his shoulder. “You all right back there?”
    â€œPeachy,” Demi said, slapping the pill into her mouth and swallowing with a big gulp of water. “Just peachy.” She settled back against the seat as the engine roared to life and taxied onto the runway.
    The jet engine noise was too loud for conversation between anyone, including Cal and Ursula. Demi allowed her eyes to close as the small plane left the ground, only slightly buffeted by the wind. Nothing like a little escort service to the Big Apple.
    She drifted into a semi-sleep state, clutching the pentagram she wore around her neck and the charm bag Selena had slipped into her pocket as she’d packed for the trip. With the protection charm and her sisters’ love and support, she could handle anything.
    * * *
    Cal must have fallen to sleep at some point during the flight. He awoke when the plane made a deep dip, as if falling from the sky.
    The pilot glanced over his shoulder and touched his hand to the headset beside Cal, motioning for him to put it