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of you,” Ivy said, motioning to everyone with her hand, “know all of this?”
    It was Beau who said, “Because we hunt them.”
    “Hunt?” Ivy repeated slowly. Her gaze moved from Beau to Christian. “You can kill ghosts and such?”
    Christian nodded. “Just about every creature has a weakness, a way to be killed.” He wasn’t ready to tell her the Hell Hounds were the exception.
    Ivy pulled her hand out of her purse and dropped her face into her palms. “This has to be a nightmare.”
    “I wish it was,” Olivia said in a soft voice. “The sooner you face the reality of it, the sooner we can all figure out what’s going on.”
    Davena tucked her legs to her side. “Would it help to tell you I’m a witch?”
    Ivy’s head snapped up to look at Davena. “A witch? Um...I’m not sure if that helps or not.”
    “Try to remember that we’re here to help,” Davena said.
    Christian was going to have to remember to pull both Davena and Olivia aside to thank them later.  
    Beau leaned against the doorway and folded his arms across his chest. “Our family came to Lyons Point generations ago to battle the supernatural that are drawn to this area. My brothers and I carry on that tradition.”  
    “All right,” Ivy said with a nod. “I can’t deny the sound I heard, or the fact that I couldn’t see what was attacking the truck, even if it was obvious something was. If you do battle the supernatural, then tell me what a Crossroads demon is.”
    Christian shifted so that he leaned back against the desk with his hands on either side of his hips. “There are demons who can be summoned at a crossroads to make a deal, an exchange of something a person wants for their soul.”
    “I didn’t do that,” Ivy said confidently.
    “Occasionally, a Crossroads demon will pick a place and set up at a bar for a week or two, looking for those who are willing to trade their souls for advancements in their careers, money, or to save someone else.”
    Ivy lifted her chin. “Not me either.”
    “It wouldn’t have been recently,” Beau pointed out.
    Christian studied Ivy. “Normally, the amount of time given by the demon before they claim your soul is ten years. There have been instances where the demon does five or less, but the norm is ten.”
    “Still not me,” Ivy said with a grin. “Ten years ago I was fourteen and more focused on other things. I wouldn’t have even thought of trading my soul.”
    Beau pushed away from the doorway, dropping his hands as he walked into the room to stand before the fireplace. “Ivy, the only way a Hell Hound knows where to go is because a person is marked when they sell their soul. The Hell Hounds don’t make mistakes.”
    “Well, they did this time,” she stated. “My soul is mine.”
    Christian exchanged a look with Beau. “If she’s telling the truth, then there has to be another reason the Hounds are after her.”
    “I’ve never read anything in Dad’s journal about such an instance,” Beau said.  
    Christian looked at the clock as he realized Vincent, Lincoln, and Ava weren’t there. “Where are the others?”
    “Lincoln and Ava took the west,” Davena said.
    Olivia pushed her hair back from her face. “Vincent went north. He said he’d be back around two or three.”
    That meant Beau had taken the south, which was easy to search quickly and return to the house. It could be hours before Lincoln and Ava returned. Christian wanted to talk to everyone before he said more to Ivy.
    “It’s been a long night,” Christian said. “Why don’t we all get some rest? We can talk more in the morning.”
    To his surprise, Ivy didn’t argue. She rose with Davena and Olivia. As she followed the women out, her gaze met his.
    Christian had the uncontrollable urge to touch her, to let her know that everything was going to be all right. He hated when innocents were caught in the middle of the madness involving the monsters they hunted.
    That’s all it was. He was angry