Heretics book 3 - The Apocryphile Press

86 :: JOHN R. MABRY
“It means that whatever happened to your brother is likely
to happen to you if...well, if you leave the safety of a
warded place. Like...this place.”
“You’re saying I have to stay here? I have a job! I have a
life!”
“Well, you won’t have much of a life if you end up catatonic
like your brother,” Richard said, a little harshly. “And
you won’t be able to work, either.”
“So I’m trapped?”
“Of course not,” Dylan said with real compassion.
“You’re free to go anytime you want. We’re just saying...it
isn’t really safe to do so. We’re suggesting you hole up here
for a while until we can investigate and see what we’re up
against.”
“It’s not so bad,” Susan said. “Just call in sick. Consider it
being down with the flu for a few days. You have your own
room, you’ve got internet access, and Brian’s a hell of a cook.
And the company’s not so bad, is it?”
Kat looked at Mikael and tried not to blush. “Looks like
I’m camping out.”
“Could be worse,” Mikael smiled a weak smile.
“It could be, yeah.”
“What about me? I saw the sigil, too,” Mikael said.
“That’s complicated,” said Richard. “We’ve got to figure
out what Kat’s brother was up to. I think Dylan and I should
go check out the scene of the ritual at Kat’s brother’s house.
I don’t want to go in there alone in case there’s still demonic
activity. Terry, can you go and visit...what’s your brother’s
name again?”
“Randy...Randall.”
“Terry, you visit Randy, and see what kind of reading you
can get off of him. See if he’s in there, the condition of his
soul—whatever you can glean.”
“Will do.”