Obsession by Buchbinder Sharon

Author:Buchbinder, Sharon [Buchbinder, Sharon]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: fantasy, Contemporary, Suspense
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
Published: 2013-04-20T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Zeke Edmonds sat on his throne and looked down at the concerned faces of his congregants. Armed followers ringed the sides of the room and stood guard at the exits. The crowd grew anxious.

Showtime.

He stood and raised his hands on high. “I call upon you to bow in prayer.”

A thousand people knelt and touched their foreheads to the stone floor.

“We are so blessed to be here in this lovely land, in our fortress high above the rivers, canyons, and those who will not survive End Days.”

He stared at his second in command’s back, wishing his eyes were laser beams that could pierce the man’s skin and make him shriek in pain.

“While I was falsely imprisoned, Brother Aaron led our flock here and established our very own modern village, with running water, solar panels, windmills, electricity, and food. During my absence, Brother Aaron made alliances with the police and politicians. Thanks to Brother Aaron, we are ready, oh Lord, ready for End Days.”

He scanned the whitewashed cavern, looking for telltale hand signals, note passing, or whispers.

“But, the Lord has shared visions that tear at my heart. I bring bad news.”

Murmurs followed his declaration.

“Arise, so I can look you in the eyes.”

Waves of whispers rolled across the group and echoed on the hard walls.

Yes, be afraid, be very afraid.

Worry creased each face.

He choked back a sob. “I don’t know where to begin.” He paused, took a deep, shuddering breath. “My heart is so heavy.” He raised his hands up to the ceiling. “Lord, I beseech Thee, take this cup away from me. Don’t forsake me.” Zeke fell to the floor. Back arched, he flailed his arms and legs.

Miriam shouted over the growing rumble of voices, “Father is having another celestial vision. Do not disturb him.”

With concern almost palpable, the crowd fell silent and waited.

No longer thrashing about, Zeke lay on his side and peeked between his lashes. Brother Aaron stood right in the front row, his brow furrowed. Was the engineer worried for Father—or was he afraid of being exposed?

“Lord, no,” Zeke moaned.

Miriam knelt beside him, the baby on her hip. “What is it Father?” She shouted. Then she whispered, “Speak up. They can’t hear you in the cheap seats.”

“The cut is too deep, the pain too much,” he shouted. He threw in a conglomerate of Hebrew, Latin, and Greek to ratchet up the tension.

The level of whispers rose again. Speaking in tongues was always a crowd pleaser. He had them right where he wanted them.

“No more pain, Lord, no more pain.” Zeke shuddered, went rigid, then completely still—his eyes wide open.

Miriam wailed, “No, Father, don’t leave us. We need you here, now.” She placed the baby’s hands on his face. “Oh, Chosen One, use your powers. Save your grandfather.” Jake shrieked and smacked Father in the nose.

Real tears sprang to Zeke’s eyes. Shit. That hurt. He took a deep breath, fluttered his lashes and asked, “Miriam, is that you?”

“Yes, Father.” She stood and lifted the baby over her head. “The

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