Touch of the Angel (Demons of Infernum, #3) by Rosalie Lario Read Free Book Online Page A

Others to be killed by his succubi?”
    “Maybe he has some sort beef with them,” Taeg said.
    Dagan scratched his head. “Or he could be an Otherworldly hit man.”
    “All good suggestions,” Keegan said. “But the Council wants us to definitively answer that question before we try to apprehend him. They’ve heard rumors of Asmodeus’s desire to take down the Council.”
    “Do they think he might have a chance?” Ronin asked. Because that would be something. No one knew for sure how many Council members there were, but every one of them was wise and strong, the perfect specimen of his or her species.
    “Not likely,” Keegan said. “I mean, what are the odds of someone being powerful enough to take on the entire Council? But for some reason the Council members still view him as a possible threat.”
    Ronin couldn’t hold back his grin. He’d been hoping for something to keep his mind occupied, and this was perfect. When the memory of those seductive, world-weary brown eyes came into his head once again, he pushed it aside. This assignment would be the best thing to help him forget about the sad, sexy succubus who’d almost taken his life.
    Taeg scooted forward on the couch and leaned his elbows on his knees. “So what do we know about this Asmodeus?”
    Keegan took a swig of his whiskey. “He was given leave to move to this dimension twenty years ago. Apparently he’s kept himself quite busy in the past few years, amassing a sizable fortune, staying under the radar the whole time. The Council knows where he lives—a townhome in Brooklyn—but he’s got to have friends in high places. Someone has bespelled his entire street. Nobody unwanted can get in, and he never leaves.”
    That was pretty big-time. While cheap spells or enchanted devices were available on the black market, bespelling an entire street took some serious power.
    “Shit.” Ronin kicked back the contents of his glass. “That means we’re going to have a hard time catching this guy. We’ll have to find a way through. Or how to lure him out.”
    “Exactly.” Keegan grinned at them. “So who’s up for a good old-fashioned stakeout?”
    “Hell yeah,” Dagan replied.
    Taeg chuckled. “You know I’m in.”
    Keegan turned to Ronin, who smiled. “Let’s do this.”
    “Excellent.” Keegan glanced at his watch. “Sun will be up in a few hours. Let’s get some sleep. We’ll reconvene around ten tomorrow evening.”
    Only a few more hours until they would start their mission, and hopefully kick some ass. Ronin couldn’t fucking wait.
    §
    Shortly after midnight, they found the perfect rooftop from which to spy on the townhouse. It loomed two stories higher than the top level of the townhome, far enough away that they could avoid arousing suspicion, but close enough to give them a halfway-decent view.
    Ronin gazed into his binoculars, taking stock of Asmodeus’s residence. Located in Brooklyn Heights, the brownstone had several tall, thick trees in front, but since it was March they were bare. Irregular windows dotted the front of the building, and a turret contained a wall of windows, not that he could see through any one of the frosted panes.
    Taeg, who stood beside Keegan, scratched his chin. “Doesn’t look like the home of a demon mass murderer. It’s all charming and normal .”
    “Haven’t we learned that appearances can be deceiving?” Keegan asked.
    Too true. Their father had the handsome visage and charm of a true gentleman, but he was far from that.
    Mammon. Their father. The mere thought of the evil demon brought back horrible memories. If possible, Ronin hated him more than any of his brothers did. Mammon had stolen the rest of them from their respective mothers when they were mere infants, whereas Ronin had spent ten wonderful years with his mother before Mammon had come to claim him. Ronin had left without telling her, instinctively knowing what fate would befall her if he didn’t obey Mammon. I never got to