The mood killer
A bright light blinking rapidly on the side table woke me up. My communication pendant was going off. Grendel was really trying to get in touch. I sighed quietly and shifted myself out from under Samantha who was sleeping next to me using my arm as a pillow. She repositioned her head to get comfortable again on the pillow, but her brow crackled in dissatisfaction. I moved and reached for the annoying light, hoping it didn't wake her. Groaning, once I get to the hallway, I hold the pendant in my palm and answer the call. "What is it, Grendel?" I kept my tone low and made my way to my office. "Daniel has arrived unexpectedly and was asking where you are." "You informed him that I will not be dealing with the angels anymore so they can stop coming to the underworld." I sighed and took a s
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