Demon Tears

Bishop Robert Patrick had no sympathy at all for the gang of stupid boys who'd befriended the demon. They'd been enthralled, to be sure, but that didn't entirely excuse their complacency. It had taken him years to track down the demon, the skotos, but he'd finally cornered it in Los Angeles. The city, Robert discovered, was positively teeming with hedonists and homosexuals, tweakers and twits, deviants and demons. Despite the attractive, human form the skotos had assumed, Robert recognized ...