Melena unlocked her Jeep and they climbed inside. “Yeah, though I can’t put my finger on it.”
“You’d think if Jeriel was going to take on his new job of governing the supernaturals and dealing with the demon threat, he’d have set up shop sooner.” Cori fastened her seatbelt. “Why show up and announce it, makes some threats, and then run off?”
“Something is certainly going on,” Melena agreed, worrying her lip.
“Do you think this demon problem is even worse than we think?”
“So far, their activities aren’t anywhere near as bad as last year when things got ugly. A few robberies are barely enough to hit our radar.” She started driving them out of the compound. They pushed through the layers of protective spells, both wincing at the stronger ones. They were scary the first time Cori went through them, but it was getting easier to ignore them. She could even see through the glamour that hid the place from human eyes, which she’d never been able to do until recently.
“The fact that they’re stationing an elite archangel to handle problems on Earth with a headquarters and everything says something,” Cori mused as she stared out the window at the passing trees. There was no lack of evergreens in Alaska. “It just seems like there could be more to all this.”
“I’ll keep my ears open at the office. You’re right that something seems fishy about all this,” Melena agreed.
Cori just wondered what it might be and what it meant for them. Were things going to get worse?