Free Demon Girl (Keeley Thomson Book One) by P.S. Power Page B

said, not sounding half as scared after the nearly three hours of work. A little tired maybe. Slightly bored finally.
   “Should just about do it. I really doubt anything unwanted survived that.” Keeley answered, trying to play along with the idea like she had been.
   After all, she believed what Darla had said, which meant that the girl was a demon, or at least something strange, and given everything she didn't really want to challenge her if that was the case. She could just play along and get back home the next day. Hopefully without her soul being sold to Satan or whatever real demons did with their spare time when they weren't leading cheers.
   Darla nodded hugely.
   “Right, but I'll have a hazmat cleaning unit in tomorrow just in case. I doubt anything survived us, but just in case I'll have it checked out. I can get one in from my grandmother's company I think. Better safe than sorry.”
   Then, almost as if nothing had happened Darla waved to Keeley calling her over. She leaned in to and whispered to her.
   “Keep them here for a minute?”
   “Um, sure?”
   Darla chuckled and left the room in a relaxed manner, claiming she just had to run to the bathroom. That was so obviously not the plan that Keeley wondered if running out the garage door would be prudent. Instead, based on the fact that the head cheerleader, no matter who or what she was, hadn't really seemed to be trying to hurt anyone yet if nothing else, she got the others to help her move the giant refrigerator again, for one last cleaning, since that was, of course, the most likely place for them to have missed something. They hadn't, it was perfectly clean, but the ten minutes of additional scrubbing meant that the demon girl walked back in before they were done. She winked at Keeley.
   “No mold has survived us at all. I think we should all go to bed now and see about making it an early morning. We should be fine upstairs. Ergot doesn't go airborne easily, you have to eat it. I'll take everyone out to breakfast in the morning, so that won't be a problem.”
   Then as if it were just something normal and nothing had happened at all, the others all went off to their rooms meekly. Quietly. Keeley stared at Darla's back but didn't say anything, still wondering if making a run for it would be worthwhile. Then again, if she did, the demon would know how to find her. Crud. She'd been to her house.
   She'd been watching her. 
   Well, Keeley decided. The blond couldn't have her soul. Keeley didn't even know if that existed, but just in case it was a good idea to have a plan. In the living room she saw instantly what the girl had done. Nice cream colored throw rugs had been put down to cover the massive hoof print damage, some kind of board put under them so that you could just feel the uncertainty of the floor under that. A slight bump, a warping of the wood under foot. At least Keeley could feel it. Eve and Hally didn't even look at the new addition to the room, as if it had always been there. It really did match the room nicely. Blending with the carpet further into the space.
   Perfectly.
   Almost as if it was planned.
   The first guest rooms had been given to Hally and Eve, though Darla walked past her room and followed Keeley to the brown and gold colored door of the room she had after getting the other girls settled. The demon girl put her hand out gently, a big smile on her face.
   “You did great, Keels. Way better than I thought you would in fact. Um, look, I know you probably have some questions about all this, but would you be willing to wait until tomorrow afternoon?” The demoness shrugged.
   “Hally's bound to come to sleep in my room and she'll wonder if I'm not there. I won't keep you in the dark, but... look, it's complicated. Is that alright?”
   “Are you going to drink my soul in my sleep? Or whatever it is that demons do?” Keeley was blunt. It worked as often as not after