“I got in, closed the door, then stopped and ran through my options. I could go back to Jodie and her coven and tell them that Carlton wasn’t a threat, but it didn’t seem likely I would convince them. They seemed so certain that Meriwether was a bad man and that he was holding Dorothy Hamm… Telling them that I hadn’t found Dorothy but had killed Carlton was another option. What if they demand proof? I sighed. My head hurt, my stomach was rumbling, and I wanted to go back to Iowa.... Instead, I did the only thing I could think of. I started the Prius and headed south on US-105 to Saint Michael Church. * * * Jameson asked a bunch of probing questions while I narrated the events of the past six hours. He would stop me occasionally to clarify a point, while Mosley kept nervously brushing his fingertips against his pants, looking horrified. When I got to the part about Callie being held in the pentagram, Jameson shook his head and muttered, “Fools.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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