Thirteen Makes a Dozen

Drew the Demon is packing up his sleepy town bakery for the night, his daughter Faith is curled up at home in bed and he's got only himself to clean up the place.

That is, until he gets a visitor knocking at his door after hours. A friend he's familiar with.
However, familiarity is fleeting...

(This is a work in progress idea, and I'm not sure how big it will get. But I would love supportive criticism to help me find the direction I want to take this story in as it grows.)