Holy Hell (Sins of the Father Book 4) by Nazri Noor

Author:Nazri Noor [Noor, Nazri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-25T16:00:00+00:00

18

Golden smoke filled the air, along with the overpowering odor of death and rot. Sadriel had saved the day, but my nostrils were burning. I could practically taste the zombies. My stomach churned. Not even all the flowers of the Nicola Arboretum could combat the stench.

But Jimmy didn’t care. He broke away from me and ran towards Sadriel, clutching at her pants and hugging one of her thighs. “That was amazing!”

Sadriel chuckled, blowing across the top of her bullet journal like it was a gun. A plume of golden smoke streamed from the covers. “It was quite all right,” she said. “Not bad, I think.”

She smoothed back her hair, tucked the stray locks back behind her ears, then folded her wings behind her. They shimmered, then vanished, and the angel of order once again looked like your average, everyday power executive – only surrounded by piles and piles of decayed flesh, that is.

I stood up, finally dismissing my sword and shield when I could tell that no more zombies were about to show up and risk total annihilation by existing within Sadriel’s line of sight. “Thanks for the backup.”

She shrugged, watching with interest as my armaments disappeared into puffs of glitter. “Not a problem, Mr. Albrecht. I see that you’re adapting to your new condition. Without the Vestments, it only makes sense to call on your powers of matter manipulation. Creatio ex nihilo. How glorious! How does the saying go again? Necessity is the mother of invention?”

My brows furrowed as the gears in my head slowly started spinning. “Wait a minute. Is this some kind of farce? Are you only pretending that I owe money for using the Vestments? You put some kind of artificial block on my powers, didn’t you? This is another one of those stupid tests your department loves so much.”

Sadriel chuckled nervously. “What? I can assure you, Mr. Albrecht, your debt to the armories is very hefty, and very, very real.” Then she glanced down at her wrist, studying a watch that wasn’t there. “Well, would you look at the time? I really must be going. Plenty more work to be done upstairs.” She bent her knees, gently patting Jimmy on the head. “Now, you take care of yourself, young Jimmy. Be good to your father. He loves you very much.”

Before Jimmy could answer, or before I could protest, Sadriel pressed her journal to her breast, then lifted her head to the sky. A pillar of light consumed her, catapulting her molecules back up to the high heavens, or wherever the hell it was that she tinkered with books that worked like machine guns. I squinted at empty space, wondering if I was right about her and the Vestments.

Jimmy stared open mouthed up into the canopy of trees, searching the spaces between the leaves and branches, just making sure that Sadriel was gone.

“Wow. She was so cool.”

I scoffed, then shrugged. “I mean, she wasn’t that cool.” I took his hand, then guided him out of the area, taking care to avoid the little piles of leftover zombie.

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