Armed with Tessa's full name and place of residence, I went to an internet café and Googled the shit out of her. What I found floored me.

I leadfooted it back to Demon Club, parking the car practically sideways in my haste to get inside.

Rohan and Drio were clipping their Brotherhood-crafted employee passes on beige overalls. A set of work boots and a hard hat sat on the table for each of us.

I waved the record I'd found and printed at the café, mouthing the word ...