Demons that everyone had assumed were extinct or banished along with the Dark Lord.
Including the Sylvermyst.
“Is that a polite way of saying that things are about to go to hell?” he demanded of his chief.
Victor grimaced. “In a hand basket.”
“What can I do to avert the looming apocalypse?”
“For now I need you to track down the missing gypsy.” Uriel muttered a sharp curse.
He should have been expecting this. Despite his fierce protests, Victor had invited their fellow vampire, Tane, to remain in the lair four nights ago, along with his companion, a female Jinn half-breed called Laylah. During their brief stay they’d discovered that the Jinn mongrel had a human mother being held captive by a female vampire and her pet mage.
Not that Uriel gave a shit, but Tane had managed to convince Victor that his beautiful Jinn was somehow important to the future of the world, and that her captive mother must be protected.
“The female from the vision that the mage conjured?” he gritted, even knowing it was a stupid question.
What other gypsy could it be?
Victor’s lips twitched, as if he agreed with the stupid part.
“If it’s true that she is Laylah’s mother then we have to rescue her from Marika and her nasty wizard,” he said, his tone nonnegotiable. “Tane’s afraid they’ll use the female to force Laylah to hand over the child.”
Uriel snorted. The only thing he knew about the mysterious baby that Laylah was hiding was that it was somehow connected to the return of the Dark Lord and that the female vampire, Marika, was desperate to get her greedy hands on it.
“You know as well as I do that the entire thing stinks of a trap,” he growled.
Victor shrugged. “There’s only one way to find out.”