I just got back from the job in England. That was a weird one if I ever saw one. I wonder if there will be more like that? I had thought I'd left the world of the supernatural behind to start my path of redemption. Maybe not. Maybe this is the path I need to walk. I could help people with supernatural issues, like a private investigator or something. I have some time to figure it out.

  Now I need to brush up on my occult knowledge, specifically what the "mortals" know about demons. Maybe I can find some hidden lore on how to regain my soul. It's been a long time since I was mortal, I can't even remember what, or who, I was. That's an investigation for another time though. Brushing up on Demonology can't hurt. Who was it that said "knowledge is power"?

  Although speaking of power... I can feel a change within myself. It's as if going on this job, what did they call it? Contract. That I'm starting to regain some of my lost power. I can feel my body changing, almost shifting. I haven't been human in a long time, but I lost most of my demonic essence when I severed my ties to the underworld. Am I re-establishing my connection to Hell, or is this something else? I'll need to look into this further. If I can keep going on these Contracts maybe I'll gain more power and can determine where the power is coming from. 

  So I've had a wonderful month! I just spent three weeks at a Hong Kong hospital. Three weeks and four surgeries later my hands reattached and the scars are healed (mostly) but I still can't use the fucking thing! The doctors say that it'll take a couple months and more surgeries to get use of it back. Good thing I got that snot-nosed kid to pay the bills. Spending time in the hospital and with all the rehab, more of my former power is starting to come back.

  Now that I'm back in Los Angeles I've found that some of my fighting prowess is coming back. I also have the abilty to not be harmed when I punch wierd shit. I don't know if that has anything to do with my hand being nearly ripped off or not? I've spent my free time training, trying to hone my combat skills and learn to adapt until I can use my hand again. It's been a tough few weeks, but I feel like I'm doing a lot better. I even took a case to try and get my mind off of the shit that happened on the last job. I also don't want to dwell on what it may mean that my demonic powers are returning. I thought I got away from Hell when I broke ties. Anyway the case!

  Just a plain ole' wife thinks her husbands cheating on her. Love me the simple cases after the bullshit in China. I followed the guy for a few days. Sure enough, he's banging his assistant. You'd think with all the movies and shit people would learn to stay away from the cliches. Guess not!

  It's been a couple days since I got back from the New York job. We had looted the apartment of the relics the theif had. I got a collection of old books on math. I took them to an antiques dealer to see if they were worth anything. Apareantly they were worth quite a bit! Lucky score for me! Starting up a business isn't cheap and now it seems that I have some resources now. I'm still making that little twerp pay for my medical bills though. I got in contact with an auction company that deals in high end antiques, and now we're off to the races. 

  I had another surgery booked a week ago. Hopefully it goes well. I've been doing the exercises that the doctors have told me to do. They seem to be helping but slow going. The doctors say that if I keep this up I should get most of the use of my hand again in a couple months. More surgeries of course. It's a pain in the ass, but I guess better than losing my hand all together. Just have to suck it up until it's fully healed.

  Got another job too. Some start-up CEO hired me to look into his company. Seems that their go-fund me funds don't seem to match what the books say. I did some digging based off of the information that the guy gave me. Turns out the accountant was skimming funds to pay for his gambling habit. Sadly the company lost the $50,000 but the gambler's in jail. I do enjoy when I can wrap these cases in a nice bow.

   This month is the last surgery for my hand. Once the surgery is complete the doctors say that it'll be a few more months, but barring any complications, I should get full use of my hand back. That's at least some good news. It's already been three months so what's another couple months.

   Another bit of good news is that I finally have some help around here. David Vance, one of the guys that I did the Phillipine job with, hates his job and is willing to move to Los Angeles to work for me. Now I have an assisstant to help me around the office. The investigation business is picking up recently, probably in no small part to my help to LA's finest! I know Lt. Cross has been sending me work that the LAPD can't reasonably investigate. I know David's happier with our arrangement since he can go on contracts without risking his job like before. Another fellow contractor from the last job, Ted Westwood, is on retainer in case I need some backup in the field.

   I've also realized that a lot of these jobs that I've been sent on have been to foreign countries. Unfortunaltley, my knowledge of foreign languages are a bit... antiquated. I don't fully understand how I'm regaining my connection to the underworld, but perhaps I can use it to my advantage. It seems that subconciously I'm accessing my old powers when I've needed them. Perhaps if I try hard enough I can manifest the powers that I need, when I need them. My old ability to communicate in all languages would be really helpful...