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of blood droplets into a hole where it is then compared with the blood of other family members. Not exactly a vacation spot.
    If all else fails, there’s always Mephisto. Gil’s familiar is a hunter . If unleashed, he’ll track whatever disturbance there is and, depending on his mood, he’ll either kill and then rip the body apart, or vice-versa. Honestly, I would prefer being shot and burned by the ninja wizards.
    “Yeah. But it does raise the question,” I said. “How did they get out? I mean, I grew up there and even I doubt I could have made it out. The only way those monsters could have escaped is with a map and a tour guide.”
    “Agreed,” said the cat. “By the way, what’s up with you? You’re all jump y and stuff.”
    “What?”
    Amaymon flicked his tail in annoyance. “Dude, I’m a demon, and despite being in the same room as two angels, I wasn’t the one lashing out.”
    “I didn’t lash out.”
    “OK, you had a hissy fit. Whatever. Just tell me what happened at that school that got you all grouchy.”
    So , I told him. I gave him every single detail, including the mutated Lizardman that poked an extra hole in me.
    “Yeah, that sounds just about right,” he said. “What you described sounds a lot like a forced mutation. Someone got hold of a pack of Lizardmen and played around with their genetics. Question is , why?”
    I shrugged.
    “Erik, who do the police call when something weird happens in this town?”
    “Me,” I replied.
    “Exactly,” he said. “What if whoever it is has a bone to pick with you?”
    “Huh?”
    “Think about it. Is there any reason why a bunch of monsters would attack a school?” His eyes poured into mine. “They didn’t kill the kids and they never touched the officers. They were waiting for someone to enter the school. And the only one crazy enough to do so is you. That whole thing was a trap − a test, if you will.”
    “So , if someone’s got beef with me why not just come out directly?”
    “Erik, you’re nearly immortal. You heal instantly and your magical capacity rivals mine on your best day. Whoever it is doesn’t want a clean fight.”
    I felt the headache come back. “So, what do I do now?”
    Amaymon chuckled. “What you always do. Rub people the wrong way and fight your way out.”
    “Great,” I muttered.
    “You know, I could always help out,” he said hopefully. “Especially if I had some power.”
    Amaymon’s demon power is sealed inside a ruby pendant I wear around my neck at all times. If I put it on his collar and give him back his power, Amaymon goes back to his former badass self. He’s handy in a pinch but there’s a huge chance he’ll destroy everything else in the process.
    The guy just loves chaos and destruction.
    “Not yet,” I said. “I’ll call you if I need backup.”
    Amaymon hisse d. “Man, sometimes you can be a real −” I glared at him, daring him to continue.
    “-mew.”
    I reached down and scratched his chin. “Clean up in here will you, kitty cat?”
    “You know I hate that nickname,” he replied as he purred.
    I stood up and put on my coat and equipment. Time to go back to work.
    “Don’t burn the place down , OK?” I called to the cat.
    “No promises.”
    And with that reassuring statement, I made my way to my favorite blacksmith.

     
     
    5
     
    "What. Did you. Do?”
    Bobby glared at me from behind the counter and looked at the remnants of my guns with something close to tears.
    “Nothing.” I tried my best to hide my face behind the glass of iced tea he provided me.
    The wizened old blacksmith put his hands on his hips. He looked like a headmaster berating a student.
    “You were up to you r mumbo-jumbo thing weren’t you?”
    Well, at least he didn’t call it voodoo or weird crap . Suppose that’s an improvement from the rest of the people around here.
    “It’s called work Bobby.” His look didn’t change.
    “Yeah,” I said in surrender. “The mumbo-jumbo.”
    The old man