Alex Barrister stood hidden among the palms that lined the Indian River, staring at his best friend, Kayla, underneath the bridge as she talked with Wanda. Or rather, as two demons conversed with each other using his friends’ bodies. Tansy gave him explicit orders to just observe the demons’ activity and not to intervene, but he needed to find a way to save Kayla. She was his best friend, perhaps even more than a best friend. He wasn’t sure, but it seemed as if things changed between them lately, more romantic, more…intimate. Either way, he couldn’t just sit back and do nothing while a demon stole her body. They were witches for crying out loud. They should be able to do something. Anything.