her wallet.
“I see. I can forgive love.” Marie hugged Faith tight to her. “Ladies, shall we go in and figure out our plan?”
“What plan?” Angel asked.
“Faith wants to find a way to get you out of this deal with Lucifer. It will be difficult, but maybe not impossible.” Marie looped her arm through Faith’s and headed into the house.
“Now, that’s a plan I can get behind,” Angel acknowledged, following them inside.
The three ladies congregated in the dining room, pouring over the books of spells and potions passed through the family, generation after generation. They searched for anything to sever or work around Angel’s pact with the Devil, but found nothing. The sun disappeared behind the courtyard walls, signaling the night.
The chimes of the doorbell startled everyone. Angel jumped up to answer the door. She didn’t recognize the buff blond standing expectantly on the other side of the glass. She cracked the door and peeked out.
“Can I help you?” she asked, eyeing the stranger.
“Hi. I’m looking for Angelique Dias.” His smooth, rich voice complemented his good looks.
Angel held the door tight as she questioned him. “And who are you?”
“My name’s Laurent. I was asked to deliver a package to her.”
Angel opened the door a bit wider. She wedged her body in the space and held out her hand. “I’ll take the package.”
“I’m only supposed to deliver it to Angelique.”
“You’ve found her. Hand over the package,” she huffed, tired of the games.
Laurent snorted. “I can see why you drove Bell so crazy.”
“You know Isabella?”
“She’s my sister, although most days I hate to admit it. Jacque failed to tell me you were so beautiful. I’ll have to have a talk with him about holding out.” A sparkle glittered in his eyes as he chuckled. His eyes were the same cerulean as his sister’s.
“You spoke to Jacque?” Angel’s heart pounded just hearing his name.
“Aw, shit! He got to you already. I’ve got to get on whatever welcoming committee he’s a part of. He always gets the good ones first.”
She blushed. “Laurent. You said you had a package for me.”
“Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. Can I come in and explain what everything is?”
“Sure.” She opened the door for him to enter.
Laurent came in and Angel introduced him to her grandmother and sister. Opening the package, he gave Angel a BlackBerry, car keys, credit cards, and safety deposit key. He explained she would get her target via email on the Blackberry with all the necessary details. He was also her Topside liaison. If she needed anything, she could contact him. Although Laurent refused to say it aloud, Angel knew his other duty was to report on her progress.
Angel escorted Laurent out to his car, a Lamborghini Murcielargo. It suited him.
She couldn’t help but ask, “How’s Jacque?”
Laurent shrugged. “Doing what he does best, being a soldier.”
“Great.” Her tone betrayed the excitement of her words. “I was just concerned. Lucifer was really mad the last time I saw Jacque.”
“Hell. Jac and Luc fight every few decades. It’s usually over a girl and eventually they get over it. It’s just what they do.” Laurent shook his head, an amused smile pulling at the corners of his lips.
“Oh,” was all Angel could manage to say.
“Look. I’ll come back around eleven to get you. I hope you’re a night owl. If not, get some 5-Hour Energy or something. You’ll need it for this job.”
Angel waved goodbye and went back into the house. She wondered if she was just a conquest to Jacque. After she left, he most likely went back to Isabella and his old life. She had hoped he would try to reach out to her. She refused to chase after him. If he meant what he said, he knew where find her.
Chapter Nine
“Are you catching souls or a date?” Marie winked as Angel came down the stairs.
“I’m not trying to catch anything tonight, but it’s nice to feel like a woman again.
“I see. I can forgive love.” Marie hugged Faith tight to her. “Ladies, shall we go in and figure out our plan?”
“What plan?” Angel asked.
“Faith wants to find a way to get you out of this deal with Lucifer. It will be difficult, but maybe not impossible.” Marie looped her arm through Faith’s and headed into the house.
“Now, that’s a plan I can get behind,” Angel acknowledged, following them inside.
The three ladies congregated in the dining room, pouring over the books of spells and potions passed through the family, generation after generation. They searched for anything to sever or work around Angel’s pact with the Devil, but found nothing. The sun disappeared behind the courtyard walls, signaling the night.
The chimes of the doorbell startled everyone. Angel jumped up to answer the door. She didn’t recognize the buff blond standing expectantly on the other side of the glass. She cracked the door and peeked out.
“Can I help you?” she asked, eyeing the stranger.
“Hi. I’m looking for Angelique Dias.” His smooth, rich voice complemented his good looks.
Angel held the door tight as she questioned him. “And who are you?”
“My name’s Laurent. I was asked to deliver a package to her.”
Angel opened the door a bit wider. She wedged her body in the space and held out her hand. “I’ll take the package.”
“I’m only supposed to deliver it to Angelique.”
“You’ve found her. Hand over the package,” she huffed, tired of the games.
Laurent snorted. “I can see why you drove Bell so crazy.”
“You know Isabella?”
“She’s my sister, although most days I hate to admit it. Jacque failed to tell me you were so beautiful. I’ll have to have a talk with him about holding out.” A sparkle glittered in his eyes as he chuckled. His eyes were the same cerulean as his sister’s.
“You spoke to Jacque?” Angel’s heart pounded just hearing his name.
“Aw, shit! He got to you already. I’ve got to get on whatever welcoming committee he’s a part of. He always gets the good ones first.”
She blushed. “Laurent. You said you had a package for me.”
“Oh, yeah. I almost forgot. Can I come in and explain what everything is?”
“Sure.” She opened the door for him to enter.
Laurent came in and Angel introduced him to her grandmother and sister. Opening the package, he gave Angel a BlackBerry, car keys, credit cards, and safety deposit key. He explained she would get her target via email on the Blackberry with all the necessary details. He was also her Topside liaison. If she needed anything, she could contact him. Although Laurent refused to say it aloud, Angel knew his other duty was to report on her progress.
Angel escorted Laurent out to his car, a Lamborghini Murcielargo. It suited him.
She couldn’t help but ask, “How’s Jacque?”
Laurent shrugged. “Doing what he does best, being a soldier.”
“Great.” Her tone betrayed the excitement of her words. “I was just concerned. Lucifer was really mad the last time I saw Jacque.”
“Hell. Jac and Luc fight every few decades. It’s usually over a girl and eventually they get over it. It’s just what they do.” Laurent shook his head, an amused smile pulling at the corners of his lips.
“Oh,” was all Angel could manage to say.
“Look. I’ll come back around eleven to get you. I hope you’re a night owl. If not, get some 5-Hour Energy or something. You’ll need it for this job.”
Angel waved goodbye and went back into the house. She wondered if she was just a conquest to Jacque. After she left, he most likely went back to Isabella and his old life. She had hoped he would try to reach out to her. She refused to chase after him. If he meant what he said, he knew where find her.
Chapter Nine
“Are you catching souls or a date?” Marie winked as Angel came down the stairs.
“I’m not trying to catch anything tonight, but it’s nice to feel like a woman again.
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