“Skeleton heads? Nice.” The unfamiliar and unexpected voice made her jerk in panic and instinctively strike out with a punch to the jaw. They hit the ground with a thud, out cold. As she realized who it was, she winced. “Oh, shit.” “Um, Knox. I kind of just knocked the Devil unconscious.” Knox’s head snapped up from the fax he was reading to stare at Harper. “Repeat that.”
