Her eyes widened slowly as the meaning sank in. Bria didn't want to fight Lilith directly anymore. She wanted to strike her where it hurt.
Her connections.
Her people.
Her heart.
A slow, cruel smile crept onto Sienna's lips. "She… she has two close friends in the office. Nova and Ava. They're always around her."
Grandma Bria's expression darkened. Her eyes no longer held the warmth of an old woman, only cold shadows.
"Good," she said, standing up and walking to the window.
She looked out into the night with a heavy silence.
She pulled out her phone, scrolling through numbers.
"I need to speak with my brother. There are a few old… professionals I might need to borrow."
And as the phone began to ring, her fingers curled tightly around the handle of her cane, her knuckles whitening.
This time, she wasn't going to leave any trace behind.
Lilith was going to learn what it meant to challenge the real devil.
***
The next day was almost too perfect.
