"How did a demon get in here if a demon was responsible for the murders?" Kristof asked.
Oddmund's mouth flattened, eyes downcast. "It is hard to tell, but I saw a Summoner's tunic among the remains. A Summoner returned a short time before the rest of you and set to work recalling a demon."
"Damn it." Kristof balled his hands into fists, barely held back from slamming one into a wall. "It must have gotten ahold of him at the Hell Gate and none of us noticed. I thought the hell knight was the only problem, but the hell knight was probably only possessed by a minion. Damn it." The fucking thing had looked right at him and Kristof had missed it. Stupid. "If there is a demon loose upon the city we must find it as quickly as possible." Turning sharply, he headed for the courtyard where men had already started to gather.