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Chapter 47

Captain Caria squeezed the trigger. I dove behind the table, the bullet missing me by inches.

Shit, shit shit. If one of those things hit me… My mind filled with memories of Rocco, and how the captain had shot him and carried him off to Hell.

“Cathwulf,” Ophois bellowed from the other side of his doorway. “Run.”

I reached for a weapon, but all I had was the chair I was hiding behind, which was going to do fuck-all against the gun-toting daughter of the King of Hell. Golden light flashed across the room, and something rolled across the floor and stopped at my feet.

My gaze darted to the object—a gold cylinder that looked like it needed a burst of magic to open. It thrummed with Ophois’ crackling power, but I had no idea how to employ it as a weapon.

“What are you standing around for?” the captain yelled. “Seize her.”

The waitress hurried around the table, her features grim with determination. After checking that she was unarmed, I lunged at her ankles and brought her to the floor.

She
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