‘What the hell is Harper thinkin’?’ he asked, giving her a stern look. ‘Ya shouldn’t be on this run. I’ve been inside this buildin’ before and it’s brutal.’ It’s no damned place for a girl. ‘According to my master I need the experience,’ she replied. ‘Speaking of which, how’s your head and your shoulder?’ ‘They’re OK,’ he lied. Better she not know I’m hurtin’. ‘Doc says I can take the pain pills again so that’s helped a lot.’ Riley scowled at him and that told him she wasn’t buying his lie. ‘Carmela also said no trapping.’ ‘One out of two isn’t bad,’ he conceded. Beck found the demon hunter’s van on Forsyth Street and slotted his truck right behind it. Three of the Vatican’s team waited for them: Captain Salvatore along with Müller and the one named Corsini. They stood alongside their vehicle, staring up at the dilapidated building across the street. The structure was five storeys of brick and faded marble with faded gang graffiti decorating the upper sections and windows covered in warped plywood.
