It’d be a lot easier to deal with this without a group of people following me around. With a deep breath, I pushed open the door to the mall. I wasn’t greeted by flames or a demon army. It was just the mall. Busier than usual. But still, just the mall. I wasn’t relieved, though. On television, the devil had said it was his show. Lou had to be up to something. The question was what. Trying to avoid people was harder than I thought it would be. Staring at my feet made it impossible to see where I was going. Or what was going on around me. I needed help. I needed Gabi. I made my way to the security desk and begged the guard to page her. A few minutes later, Gabi rounded the corner. “Ang—,” she screamed. “Shhh,” I warned her and grabbed her arm, pulling her into the Juicy Couture store. I pulled a dress off the rack and went back to the dressing rooms. Gabi followed. “That’s going to look amazing on you. But everything does,” she gushed. “Knock it off,” I told her.
