Chapter 108
I'd always thought battling demons involved physical fights, but Samson was the second demon I'd faced who'd unleashed emotional wreckage and mind game fuckery on a brutal scale. I almost blinded myself with my mascara wand, lost in the grip of my savage urge to destroy him for loosing that encore on me.
So when Drio and not Rohan called me with the details of the location for the meeting, I needed more than a few steady breaths to calm down. Rohan didn't get to start avoiding me now. Not before I'd had my say and officially ended our penile paradigm.
I armored up in all-black.
The one good thing in my morning was a message waiting at reception for me from Dr. Gelman saying her panel had gone well. Her check-in calmed me down a bit.
Using Rasha connections, Rohan and Drio arranged for us to have use of a cool underground bar. I'd texted Samson the time and address, receiving confirmation that he'd be there.