Another test. Everyone in this place was constantly testing, evaluating, trying to figure out who was useful and who was dangerous.
"Prague," I said. "Favorite city. The architecture is stunning, and there's a supernatural community there that's been around since before the city had a name."
"Good choice. Worst job?"
"Tried to take a painting from a demon's hoard once. Turns out dragons have excellent peripheral vision and worse tempers."
She laughed. "How'd you survive that?"
"Fast feet and creative negotiation."
"And why you're really here?"
I met her eyes. "Because Rachel thought I'd enjoy the club. And she was right."
"That's the safe answer. Want to try the honest one?"
Before I could respond, a presence appeared beside us. Selene.
"Jade, stop interrogating my guests," she said, but her tone was amused.
"I'm just being friendly."
"You're being nosy." Selene looked at me. "Mr. Cross. I didn't expect to see you back so soon."
