Kris crossed his arms, recalling the last message he’d received from his spies. They’d been certain of two demon shapeshifters infiltrating his organization. While no one knew who they’d replaced, one thing was clear: he couldn’t assume people were who he thought they were.
“What’s wrong, Kiki?” he asked.
“What’s not wrong?” Kiki snapped in response. “Rhyn’s gone ape-shit crazy and decided to kill Death. Toby’s in Hell, and Darkyn is planning something big, but I don’t know what.”
“C’mon, we’ll talk,” Kris said and motioned for him to follow as he walked to the tent he shared with Hannah on the beach. His nerves had been shot since Rhyn left and the Immortals stumbled upon the message about the shapeshifters. Even the Sanctuary didn’t feel safe anymore.
Kiki poured himself a glass of whiskey and tossed it back. Kris watched him for any telltale signs he was a demon. So far, every move was very Kiki.
“I thought Rhyn was going to kill Darkyn,” Kris started. “What happened? And why were you there?”
He listened as Kiki explained Rhyn’s visit, ending with the half-demon’s resolve to destroy the boundary between Death’s domain and the Immortal underworld in the hopes of getting Katie back. When Kiki finished, Kris poured himself a glass of whiskey while he thought.
“That puts me in a difficult spot,” he said at last. “I don’t know if Rhyn could kill Death, but if he disrupted the balance between worlds …”
“He’s done that since he was born,” Kiki pointed out. “He’s just taking it to the next level.”
“He’s a menace to everything.”
“If Katie hadn’t died …”
“She balanced him, even though there wasn’t a day that passed where I didn’t want to strangle her. And I thought he’d started to accept a role on the Council, even if it was the one of the enforcer.”
“Can Hannah’s blood be used like Katie’s?”
“I don’t know. Even if it could, only Ully knew what Ully was doing in the lab,” Kris said in frustration. “I told him for years to take notes so our other scientists can pick up wherever he left off.”