Michael Reese.
“Well, that was something.”
We were in my room. I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling while Lugh just stood there, waiting for further instructions.
“I told you it was a stupid plan.” Lugh's tone of voice held a bit of disdain, but I’m too frustrated to deal with him right now.
“It seemed like a great plan at the time. Well, s**t. . . I need you to find out who the caller was.”
I heard him grumble something under his breath, making me look up. I narrowed my eyes at him, and he groaned a bit, his knees touching the floor with a loud thud.
“Don’t forget your place, Lugh.”
I retracted my powers, which serve to control all my demon followers, draining them. Lugh was still kneeling, eyes downcast on the floor, trying to recover.
“Start investigating the Night Walker pa
