Soon after she'd finished with her lunch, Eva found Monroe had left the shop and she liked just how normal everything seemed without her bodyguards. With her mind on her work, the rest of the day passed quickly and when it was time to close she said her good nights to her family only to have them stop her hesitantly.
"What?" She asked grabbing a coat she'd once left in the office. It wasn't really cold out, but she didn't want to be walking at night in that dress.
"Simon will take you home." Her mother told her. "It's for your own good."
She looked towards her brother as he pulled his keys from his light jacket pocket.
She knew there wasn't any argument of why he needed to do so, so she didn't cause one. Evanora just followed him to his car and let him escort her home.
When they reached the building, it didn't surprise her when he exited the car, followed her into the lobby then upstairs to her apartment.
She knew he was probably also going to spend the night and wouldn't protest. It reminded her of easier times, nights of sleepovers and scary stories. Thinking back on it all seemed so surreal now.
She walked into the living room with him on her heels and when she turned on the light her brother pulled a gun from his pants and aimed it towards Dante who was lounging on the couch.
Eva had gotten used to seeing him, so it didn't shock her to find him sitting so relaxed on the furniture. However, it did shock her that her brother had pulled a gun out of nowhere and was now pointing it directly at the back of Dante's head.
"What did I tell you about open windows." Dante sighed, standing. "And if you don't tell your brother to get that gun out of my face I will break his already fractured wrist."
She took hold of Simon's arms to lower his weapon and after a moment of hesitation, he complied and placed it behind his back.
"What are you doing here?" Simon asked scrunching his face. "Didn't my parents tell you? We got someone else to watch over the pendant?"
"Actually, they did call me and inform me that my services would still be needed. As a 'just in case' precaution. With last night's attack, they believe the more people guarding your sister, the better."
"How do we know it wasn't working for you? That it wasn't under your command?"
"Because it scratched him." She spoke up, hating that no one believed in Dante. "Why would something following his orders attack him?"
"I don't know, Eva." Her brother spat. "Demons can be real idiots sometimes."
She knew that was an insult directed towards Dante's kind and before he could reply she began walking back to the front door with a roll of her eyes.
"Where are you going?" Her brother interrogated trying to follow her out.
She put up a hand to stop him. "You two can stay here and duel it out but I'm going to go check my mailbox."
She hadn't checked it for the past two or three days and figured it had to be getting full.
They didn't follow her out but as she boarded the elevator, Dante stopped the doors from closing and entered the small space with her.
The ride was silent and a bit uncomfortable. She felt as if he wanted to say something, but didn't They reached the first floor within seconds and she went to the mailboxes located in the front of the building just after the lobby.
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Demonic Keeper
FantasyThe Owens have been keeping secrets from their youngest child for far too long. Within the city resides creatures Evanora could never even dream of and the baddest one of all is dangling within a pendant around her neck. The Keepers Society is task...