Chapter 20Ivan

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Ivan

I van's demon was gone.

Disappeared, in a puff of sweet smoke. In Ivan's arms one moment and dragged into the ether the next.

Ivan hadn't been ready.

I was never going to be fucking ready.

He barely registered the murmuring of voices until Jace was in front of him, his brow furrowed at whatever he saw on Ivan's face. "Boss?" he asked warily. "Things have been…dealt with. You need anything else here before we head out?"

Ivan should be telling him "well done," shouldn't he? Nix had been harping on him about verbalizing appreciation for his men more.

Nix would want him to be appreciative.

Ivan drew his gun and pointed it as his new main lieutenant. He distantly registered the shock and fear in Jace's eyes, but that wasn't important.

Only one thing in Ivan's life held any fucking importance .

"I do need one more thing from you, Jace," he said, in a voice that was nothing like his own. "And I'm afraid refusal is not an option."

He held the gun steady as he withdrew the Book from his jacket pocket.

"I need you to summon a demon."