”…In other words, you suspect a second trap?” Demona looked to her.

”They had to know this was a risk.” She allowed. ”It’s not out of the question they’d have a second team nearby, either as backup or as a failsafe. A man like Xanatos could certainly afford it.”

”What do you suggest?” Demona asked, a little amused.

”I’m not sure.” She considered. ”If it were a trap, they’d be expecting you to leave by air.”

”They would at that.” Demona conceded, privately considering that, indeed, it wouldn’t be out of character for Xanatos to plan something of the kind. He’d know he’d never get a better chance once she knew his intentions. He’d know this was his best opportunity. ”Perhaps…” She looked at the conscious mercenary whom Elisa had cuffed.

”…you don’t want him to overhear what you want to tell me?” Elisa asked.

”It would be better if he did not.” Demona confirmed. What she was considering doing was going to be a risk, if a tactically sound one that Xanatos wouldn’t see coming. Of course, the seemingly sincere Detective Maza could, herself, be a trap of some kind. It seemed unlikely of course, but then humans had caught her off guard with the depths of their cunning before, and the idea of a human who would come to her aide as Elisa Maza had just done and not look upon her with distrust or any more fear than the respect for her blatantly superior physical strength seemed nearly as farfetched. Never the less, her instincts were telling her that the detective was not deceiving her, was in fact being nothing less than wholly genuine, as strange a concept as that was for her to readily accept.

Elisa looked between him and Demona, then at the other men. He was the only one awake, the others were either unconscious or dead. Ideally, she wished she had more handcuffs of course, but she’d only brought the one pair. ”Let’s go to another room then, I don’t think they’ll give us any more trouble until the squad cars arrive.” She went over and offered Demona her hand up.

Demona looked a little unsure but then reached out and took her hand, getting to her feet. It was interesting to Elisa how Demona seemed to wrap her wings about her like a cape.