She debated what to do. She knew where Gabe was allegedly taking her, but she couldn't outrun or fight a demon or an assassin or anything else chasing her through the underworld. She'd need help.
"How could you let him in here?" she demanded of Kris, unnerved by his sudden appearance in a place where she was allegedly safe.
She'd never let him blood bind her, but he wasn't someone who took no for an answer, even if it was allegedly voluntary.
"If it helps, I'm allegedly special somehow," she prodded.
Xander was everywhere, from posters on the wall, stacks of books he'd allegedly written, even a red carpet entrance flanked by adoring female fans and photographers.
Her only interruption was when Dean described the bones Fitzgerald had allegedly located.
Betsy read a notice on the Internet a day later that the culprit was beaten and in serious condition, after allegedly resisting arrest.
He.d come to keep an eye on her and, allegedly, to help his brothers on the Council, though not even he believed he had a decent bone in his body.