Unlike Raim’s house, Baphomet’s showed the careless clutter usually found in the places demons lived. Baphomet’s was amplified by the fact that he held onto his properties through multiple trips, and he tended to collect things. He’d been the same back in Hel — hoarding tons of weaponry, artwork, and basically anything that sparkled. There must have been twenty boxes of cheap dime–store jewelry in his bedroom, several decades of shoe fashion lined the hallway, and there was a perplexing amount of craft supplies, neatly organized in plastic tubs in a spare bedroom. Unfortunately, nothing hinted at what Baphomet might have been doing that would have gotten him killed. I doubted it was plastic canvas Kleenex holders, or crochet prayer shawls.After rooting through the kitchen and helping myself to a cold beer from a fridge full of spoiled food, I sat at a desk and began to go through Baphomet’s paperwork. Demons don’t like the human bill–paying song and dance, but most of us have learned to play enough by the rules so we don’t get our electricity cut off.
