Death Rites by Theophilus Monroe

Author:Theophilus Monroe [Monroe, Theophilus]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Riding the rainbow with Pauli is an exhilarating experience—and I mean that without any innuendos implied. It’s like every bond between every molecule in your body is suddenly released… all the tension in your body gone, all the stress dissipated. It’s like one big “reset” button on your nervous system.

“Dude, that shit’s better than Ben Gay.”

Pauli looked at me expressionless—which was kind of the look that accompanied any emotion he might express in boa constrictor form. “Are you really going to lob one up like that so easily?”

“What do you mean?”

“Ben Gay… how can I not crack a joke about that?”

“Obviously you didn’t think of a good one; otherwise, you’d just say it rather than quip about how you could be making a joke of it.”

“You caught me,” Pauli said. “But I’ve always Ben Gay.”

“See, your jokes are weak today.” I shook my head. “Let me snap that photo so Brayden can fly here. Ashley and Mikah should be on their way in the Camaro.”

I snapped a picture of the front porch of my family’s plantation home. Seconds later a beam of light illuminated the steps and Brayden appeared on top of them.

“Dude, how you can do that from just a photo?” Pauli said. “I bow before you, Master Brayden.”

“How does a snake bow, anyway?” I asked. “I mean, you don’t have a waist. So how do you know where to bend?”

“I just kind of nod my head,” Pauli said, moving his head up and down. “See, like this.”

I smiled widely and looked back at Brayden. “So, you ready to take a look at this book?” I held it up in front of my face.

Brayden’s eyes went wide. “How in the world did you get that? The quill of Laveau…”

“It’s what she made with Dumballah’s blessing.”

“No. I mean, yes. It is. But that’s not what I was going to say. Years ago some of her writings fell into the wrong hands. The Bokors who stole it tried to use what they found to their advantage—but as the story goes, when they followed what she’d written, it took them to a final prophecy, one that led them directly to their own doom.”

“Well, I think she intends for me to have this. I didn’t steal it.”

“Then where did you get it?”

“The library.”

Brayden looked at me incredulously. “No, really.”

“I’m serious. I picked it up off the Voodoo shelves at the library.”

“That makes no sense. A book like this would be guarded, protected. She wouldn’t allow it to simply go into circulation at the Academy library.”

“Which is why I believe she intended for me to find it. The book talks about me, about Isabelle. She gave me the candle spell I used during the first trial.”

“Can I take a look?” Brayden asked.

I quickly looked to Pauli, and he nodded—more like moved his head up and down. He either had no neck at all, on account of being a snake, or he was nothing but head and neck. Either way you look at it, nodding was awkward.

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