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	Akira smirked, grabbing some of the money off of the table as she got up off the couch. She threw on her coat and boots, throwing open the door with subdued flair.

	“C’mon Madi,” The demon beckoned, “Let’s see what kind of fun we can come up with.” She shut the door as soon as she was able, knowing that Paxton’s work should probably literally stay behind closed doors whenever possible. She wasn’t sure if any of the people around here would even care as long as they didn’t see the body, but it was better to not give any of them the opportunity in the first place. She practically glided down the stairs to the ground floor and opened the door to the cold streets of Chicago, exiting and waiting for Madi to follow.

	“You’re not really just in a bad mood today,” Akira asked once the shadow imp had followed, “Are you, Madi?” She walked as she talked, heading towards a destination that she hadn’t actually thought up yet; another fact that she tried to hide behind her knowing smile.