Whatever this is, I swear mia anima, I didn't do it.
Dante was standing over the body with Mare right behind the club. Whoever did this hadn't even bothered to leave the alleyway. At least they'd been the first to find it and not the police this time.
Shit.
"I believe you," he promised quietly, kneeling down to press two fingers to the poor woman's neck. No pulse. She was definitely gone. He'd figured, being unable to feel her soul.
"I can't even help this one cross over. There's nothing here. You may not have done it, but I'm betting it was a demon of some kind. I'll have Lance dispose of her."
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