Deliverance from Evil by Michael Cross

Author:Michael Cross [Cross, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781612963686
Publisher: Black Rose Writing
Published: 2014-07-02T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

I decided that Vincent might need some time getting used to the new style of dress so I changed into some jeans I had worn on the road trip. I put on a blouse but it rubbed against my navel piercing so I changed into a loose-fitting t-shirt. It was strange though, when he drove up in the driveway he parked and got out without saying hello to either of us as we came out to greet him. He merely asked Bethany to take me out and pick some berries for a pie. As I was putting on my walking shoes Vincent looked at me and asked, “Are you getting soft on me already?” I shook my head and removed the shoes before leaving.

I turned to Bethany and asked, “Isn’t it strange how he asked us to go berry picking?” Bethany shook her head as she bent down to start clearing a bush covered in berries, “No, not really. Often after one of his trips he asks me to go do something away from the house. He’ll honk the horn when he’s ready for us to return.” That made me nervous. I was almost absolutely sure what this meant. He was not alone! I had killed before – in fact by now there were probably few people in the entire country who had been involved in as many killings as I had been – with the possible exception of the government I thought. Yet I had no desire to be involved in hurting anyone who was innocent. That was where Vincent and I were different. And my fear was that today I might be asked to take a life of someone who did not deserve to die; maybe even several if he wanted to give me an early birthday present. And unlike the woman in Reno, I would not be able to fake it. Of course I could run off into the countryside but what of Bethany, not to mention my family? He did, after all, know where they lived. Would he take revenge? Yes, I believed he would, despite what he said about never harming kids.

After maybe an hour we had gathered enough berries and at that precise moment we heard the blast from the car horn in the distance. I cannot say I was anxious to get back. I asked Bethany what we would be doing soon and she was convinced we would make a pie together. I hoped she was right.

Yet when we got back the house, and we headed for the kitchen, Vincent stopped me and said, “We have some work to do.” He pointed to the stairs. I reluctantly descended the steps to the basement. Just as I reached the bottom he shut the door to the upstairs and locked it. My heart jumped into my throat as I feared for the worse. I reached for the door to my former prison, doing my best to hide my fear, but he grabbed me by the arm, “I missed you a lot this week.

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