<span style="color: darkblue">"I don't care what kind of food it is as long as there's no mold on it and I don't have to have to chase it down myself. Demons can't be killed in this world, sister, all I did was cripple her and get her away from me."</span>Claire sighed and rubbed her back of her neck as they left the shadows of Murder Row.<span style="color: darkblue"> "Either Ras' work was temporary or dealing with your pet and this new city is pushing me back to the feral side. So, do you have a husband or a boyfriend?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>