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archangel had assigned him to help or guard me, which meant the boss intended to use me in some spectacular fashion. There was only one future for me, one where Chance stood beside me again.
    “Later,” I promised, stepping into the office.
    The room was clean, despite the clutter . . . no dust anywhere. I imagined Booke had plenty of time for household chores. You could only read, pace, sleep, and eat so often. No wonder he was on the computer at all hours, looking for a chat or chess match. Poor Booke. I hoped the girl had been worth it.
    Hours passed while I dug through his library. He had obscure spell books, tomes about demons, summoning treatises, whole volumes dedicated to various herbs. Unfortunately, I didn’t find anything helpful. According to the clock, it was late morning by the time Shannon joined me.
    “My phone’s not working,” she said in greeting.
    “Try it here by the desk. Stand on this side of the sigils. I think you should be able to call Jesse.”
    It made sense that Booke would’ve selected this spot to imprint the circle that weakened the barrier, permitting contact with the modern world. Otherwise, he would have to cast a spell each time he wanted to make a call or use the Internet.
    She stepped over the symbols on the floor. “Hey, two bars. Cool! Is this crazy or what?”
    “I always wondered what his deal was, but this . . . ? I didn’t guess this. I thought he might be agoraphobic or something.”
    Shan nodded. “Me too. I always wondered if he was young or cute. I thought he might have a thing for you.”
    “Nah. He was just lonely. Dunno if you noticed, but he was just as happy to talk to you or Chuch or pretty much anyone who would IM him.”
    “True enough. I don’t know how he’s not completely cracked.”
    “Right? Can you imagine spending ten years alone, talking to yourself?”
    She shivered. “Don’t even joke. Uh. We’re not stuck here, are we? Jesse is gonna think this is the most elaborate breakup scenario ever.”
    I laughed despite myself. “No. Even if I can’t shatter the spell, Booke can weaken the barrier enough to let us out, like he did so we could come in.”
    “I don’t want to leave him like this,” Shan said.
    “Me either. But we’ll figure something out.” I closed the book on herbal remedies with a snap.
    Nodding, she fell into a nearby chair with a casual grace I could never equal. “Let me ring the boyfriend, then. I can’t wait to attempt to explain this. He thought I was coming home as soon as we sorted out our passports.”
    “We’re working on it,” I pointed out. “Making contacts anyway.”
    “Yeah, but I think he expected me to stay out of trouble during the process.”
    I arched a brow at her. “Does he know you at all ?”
    She grinned. “Point taken.” Shan spun, kicking her legs over the side of the chair as she dialed. A few seconds later, her voice softened. “Hey, you.”
    Without making a conscious decision, I got up and left the office, giving them some privacy. The ache over having nobody to call throbbed like a toothache. But hell, I was still better off than Booke, who was trying to escape this noose just so he could fucking die. Under those circumstances, it seemed like I had little to complain about.
    “Shannon’s talking to Jesse?” Booke guessed when I joined him in the kitchen.
    He had a meal on the table, and by this point I was peckish. It was just cold sliced meat, cheese, and fruit, but I was glad of it. He was toasting bread the old-fashioned way when I sat down.
    “No toaster?”
    “I don’t like them,” he admitted. “I’ve adapted in most respects . . . and Anzu will bring me anything I ask for, but I just prefer the way it tastes from the skillet.”
    “Fair enough.” At his gesture of invitation, I served my plate, and he joined me a few moments later.
    “I suppose it’s too much to hope for that you’ve solved the problem.”
    I offered a rueful smile. “If anyone knows