So. Chantinelle was a demon. That was a bit disappointing; the sphinx was fairly certain that attempting to eat a demon was a bad idea. Of course, she couldn’t have killed the woman in the first place, but that hardly made Sphix any happier.

“Well, since you are so smart, why don’t you tell me how to get rid of those overly curious police officers? Or, better yet, perhaps you could share your insight on what to do with intruders that can‘t be eaten.” Sphix took a cautious step forward. “Because that information might come in handy.”