Dalia had<span style="font-style: italic">definitely</span>heard enough of the obnoxious demons to drive her criminally insane. Every new day equaled interrogating a new demon, and she was sick of it. The only appealing part of the job was the pay. No wonder there were so many people volunteering... $85 an hour was enough to make anyone forget how monstrous the rest of it was.<br/>"Shut up!" man, was her voice getting hoarse from saying that phrase for about the hundredth time since she started her shift, which was... what? two hours ago... She really needed to go job searching. She was missing her baby...