It was easy to tell, even just by the back of her head, that the person sprawled out on the floor was a demon.

After all, her skin was beyond pale—outright blue—and a horn stuck out from the top of her head. It was impossible not to notice.

Still, maybe it was because of her surprisingly small frame and the form-fitting women’s suit she wore, but she didn’t look particularly threatening, even as a demon, a group often considered dangerous in the city.

Especially when you consider she had just taken a dramatic tumble, tray and all, in the middle …