Chapter 235: Respect Given

Damon rejoined the group about three minutes later than he had agreed to. By the time he arrived, the anxiety in his party had spiked.

He dived down from a tree, landing smoothly after using the omnidirectional gear to swing his way across. His boots hit the ground with barely a sound as he straightened, glancing at them.

"I have good news and bad news. Which do you want first?"

Evangeline scowled. "I would prefer no news."

Xander sighed, crossing his arms. He couldn't blame her, but in this case, it was better to know.

"What did you find? And did you get rid of the corpses?"

Damon nodded. "Taken care of. That's the good news."

"And the bad?" Xander asked warily.

Damon opened his palm. "They have our scent. Or rather, the scent of the three ladies here and Matlock."

The three girls exchanged glances, confused.

"Hand it over," Damon said.

Evangeline frowned. "Hand what over?"