"Not your daddy's if that's what you're worried about," it sneered. There was no love lost amongst the demons warring in the underworld. "See, your little whore here was careless. Should've maybe called you up first, instead of asking around about her soul. Never know who anyone's loyal to. Who might be listening." The demon flickered Wanda's eyes dark, smiled slowly, testing its abilities to manipulate what vision others saw in her face, how far it could push and mold the sack of skin and blood and bone.