"It was bad," Max said. "We were grieving one of our own, trying to get survivors out before the fire or the exes could get them, and not doing a great job of fighting either."

He moved into the lead. "Say what you will about your brother's choice of friends, demons are a lot sturdier than we mere humans."

Which was, of course, the time an ex lurched out of the shadows to fling itself at Max.