January 1st, 2009



Andrew froze as the jaws closed on his throat. One moment he was looking at a future as a light snack, the next, the demon was a lifeless mound halfway up the alley.

"Nice timing."

"Are you insane? You could have been killed." Faith turned back to glare at Andrew.

Andrew shrugged. "I knew you'd be here in time."

"What if I was caught up somewhere?"

"Then I'd know you'd have done your best to get here. I have Faith in you."

Faith slung her arm around Andrew's shoulders. "Sometimes I think I'm in the wrong job."

"Damn inconvenient birthright."


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