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them. “We should start looking for an apartment tomorrow. We need to find a place that will have a vacancy for Luca, too. He wants to stay in the same complex.”
    Anna switched off the lamp and lay beside her husband. “So do you think Lacey has forgiven him for being ancient after saving her life and everything?”
    Luca had been the one to perform CPR on her after she went into shock and her heart stopped beating. “I think she would have forgiven him anyway. Luca can be really persuasive when he wants to be.”
    Anna couldn’t stop yawning either. She wanted to talk to Colin about this Immortal Luca’s angel had told them about, one they’d only met a couple of times, and the possibility of learning to control this gift, about the knowledge that someone else in the world had this particular blessing. But she closed her eyes and she must have fallen asleep because she was no longer in a hotel room in Boulder, Colorado but in Leipzig. French troops had just moved past the house where she and Colin were staying.
    Napoleon’s forces had surrounded the city and everyone expected the coalition that had amassed against him to pursue him here. Colin and Anna had been following the French army for a few years now, and were hoping his crusade to conquer the rest of Europe was almost over. They were tired of the constant warfare.
    “They’ll probably billet,” Colin told her, looking away from the window where he’d been watching the passing columns.
    “They always do,” Anna replied. They were renting a room here. If soldiers came to this house and demanded a place to stay, they would be forced out.
    Colin was about to curse the French – again – when he backed away from the window and grabbed his coat. “There are three demons following this column,” he told her.
    Anna looked up from her book in surprise. Finding two together was somewhat common. But three ? Demons were far too greedy and territorial to cooperate long enough to work together in one area, unless one of them was a superior and commanding the others. With three of them, it made it more likely there was a superior here. Anna tossed her book aside and hurried into her coat. Now that they were closer, she could feel them, and they were all lesser demons, but they were together and that suddenly made their job in Leipzig a hell of a lot more interesting.
    She and Colin snuck out the back of the house to avoid detection by the passing French troops. The three demons, none of which were bothering with an Earthly form but drifted behind the soldiers in clouds of smoky amber, didn’t notice the hunters at first. Colin and Anna followed them and as they crept closer to the rear of the formation, the demons sensed the hunters’ presence and turned on them, morphing into perverted versions of rams and goats. Anna and Colin gripped their daggers tightly and prepared to fight one of the few uneven battles they’d ever encountered.
    A strange whirring sound pulled Anna out of that narrow street in Leipzig, and in her dream, she looked around her, trying to place the source of this noise that was so out of place in 1813. This was not a sound that belonged here. But there was no here, now; she was surrounded by stark whiteness and nothing else. She felt Colin’s hand brush against the side of her face and she slowly opened her eyes, returning to the hotel room in Boulder and smiled at her husband, although the dream still bothered her, and the sound was gone.
    “What was that?” Colin asked her.
    Anna closed her eyes again. “Just a dream.”
    “The Leipzig thing was a dream. I mean after that.”
    The only way Colin would have known what she was dreaming about was if he’d been awake. Anna opened her eyes again to look at him. “You weren’t sleeping, my love?”
    “I was, but something woke me up. Guess I was having a bad dream of my own. I woke up at the part where we started chasing those demons and they turned into animals. But then it was like

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