A dark head peeked out of a closet. “Hey!”
“Sybil Nakamura meet Lilith Martin.” London beamed like she’d just announced the arrival of the queen.
Sybil turned off the music and stopped in front of me. The girl was an Asian beauty with flawless skin and gorgeous black hair. Then I realized who she was. My jaw dropped, and it took me a few seconds to compose myself.
“Are you related to the Nakamura Demons?” I squeaked out.
“One in the same.” She held out her hand, and I shook it. “How do you know about my family?”
“Thankfully, I’ve only heard rumors.”
“I assure you they’re all true.” Sybil smoothed her uniform skirt before perching on a desk chair.
Everyone in our world had heard of the Nakamuras. They were demons who ran the Toraiado—a supernatural version of the Japanese Triad. Mafia connections. Deadly connections. I’d have to remember to stay on Sybil’s good side.
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