I had imagined plenty of scenarios for seeing Chase again, but I’d never thought it would happen like this. I didn’t know where he’d been all this time, but I knew one thing for sure, he wasn’t responsible for his brother’s murder. Now if only I could prove that to the Demon Council. We weren’t on the best of terms, especially since my investigation firm started serving not only demons, but vampires, werewolves, and any other supernaturals in need of help.
We only have two weeks until the trial that might prove fatal for Chase. Demons aren’t the most forgiving of creatures. We live by a strict code. To break it means death. Unfortunately, I’ve never been good at following the rules.