Demon Hunters 3: Tainted (Stand Alone Series) (Demon Hunters.) by Avril Sabine Page B

out of her plans. When the boot closed again she looked over to see the two hunters clasp left hands against arms so their marks met at the wrist. Riley clapped Gabe on the shoulder and when they broke apart, handed over several gift vouchers to major supermarkets. She couldn’t resist smiling at the sound of Gabe’s laughter. Riley waved and headed inside.
    Gabe hopped in the front seat after tossing a duffle bag on the back seat and held the gifts cards out to her with a grin. “Didn’t I tell you they’d give me food, but not money?”
    “Are you really sure you want to stay at my place?”
    Gabe tossed the cards into her glove box. “Having second thoughts?”
    “No.”
    Gabe stared at her intently. “Really?”
    She reluctantly smiled. “I’m way beyond second thoughts.”
    Gabe grinned. “Good.”
    “How can having more than second thoughts about something and still doing it be good?”
    “Because you didn’t jump in blindly. You at least thought about it first.” He checked the time on his phone then tucked it away. “Think we can get my gear back to your house before we do any hunting? I’d rather not carry an arsenal around with us all night.”
    Cassidy started the car. “What do you do if the cops catch you with any of it?” She reversed out onto the street.
    “Pray they never do.”
    She glanced at him. “Seriously?”
    “I’ve got licenses and I’m supposedly in living history groups, but some of this stuff wouldn’t pass inspection.” He shrugged. “I don’t usually cart that stuff with me, but sometimes I risk it.”
    “And the rest of the hunters?”
    Gabe laughed. “Very few of them use weapons that are illegal in Australia. Or were you asking about the overseas ones?”
    Cassidy slammed on her brakes having nearly run into the car ahead of her, that had slowed for a red light, during Gabe’s comment. “Overseas?”
    “You didn’t think it was only Australia that had demons, did you?”
    She shook her head. “I hadn’t really thought.” The traffic in front of her started to move again. She swore. “Isn’t there anywhere safe?”
    “You could become a nun and live your entire life in a convent.”
    Cassidy sent him a look. “Get real.”
    “No,” Gabe lowered his voice. “You certainly don’t belong in a convent.”
    Cassidy fell silent, thinking it was safer than where the conversation was going. Gabe chuckled, remaining quiet for the rest of the drive. When they reached her home, she parked the car in the garage and left him to bring in his own gear. She retreated to her bedroom and dropped to the carpet to do push ups. Just because she had demon energy to draw on didn’t mean she could let herself get out of shape. She needed every advantage possible when fighting demons.
    Half an hour later when she was lying on her back staring at the ceiling, sweat soaking her shirt, Gabe knocked on her door. She pushed herself to her feet and unlocked the door, half opening it.
    Gabe’s gaze travelled over her, pausing at her sweat soaked shirt before he handed her a folded piece of paper. “Learn it.” He strode towards the spare room.
    Cassidy opened the page and read over some of the words. She stared at them a moment longer before she raced after Gabe. “Is this-” She held the paper up, her question breaking off in mid sentence when she saw the weapons on his bed.
    A strung bow lay across the large case, which contained two swords, a dismantled crossbow was on the quilt near two full quivers and sitting on the end of the bed was the open tool chest. Cassidy ran her fingers over the variety of blades in the many open, velvet lined drawers. She didn’t know what half of them were called, but she recognised a shuriken.
    “You were saying?”
    Cassidy raised her head to stare at Gabe. “Do you know how to use all these?” At his nod she dropped her gaze to the weapons again. “Every single one of them?”
    “Yeah.”
    “Why do you need so many? I thought you