Devin smiled and held out his hand for Dayle. He was impatient and wanted to devour Dayle alive but he also wanted Dayle’s soul and that would require a little more time. It was time he most certainly had.

“You smile like the devil.” Dayle said and took Devin’s hand.

If Devin were younger his eyes would’ve slid to his vile inner self. How correct Dayle was. He was the devil and he was on the hunt for The Ones soul.