Seven Deadly Sins 2 - Carnal Sin by Brennan Allison

Author:Brennan, Allison
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ballantine Books

Seven Deadly Sins 2 - Carnal Sin

SEVENTEEN

Rafe drove by Wendy Donovan's house in the Hollywood Hills and there was no activity. They drove far around the hillside, then turned around and came back. Still no activity.

“Maybe they're at the club,” Jackson said.

“Wendy left early,” Rafe said.

“Oh yeah, right about the time their good friend Nadine had a fatal accident with a demon.” Moira rolled her eyes.

Rafe parked down the hill, out of sight from the house. The three of them walked along the edge of the road and stopped in a cluster of trees across from Wendy's driveway to inspect the property. The house looked deceptively small from the front as the entrance was on the top floor and the structure went down three stories, terraced to complement the cliffside. It was after midnight. The house was quiet, but not completely dark. Dim lights on each floor--the subtlety of a nightlight--highlighted each curtained window. No movement or sounds came from the house.

Rafe didn't like the risk they were taking, but waiting until Wendy Donovan went to work tomorrow ran the risk of there being another innocent victim. And considering what had happened when the demon left Nadine Anson's body, whoever hosted the demon would be at similar risk.

Moira had been unusually quiet and physically tense as they waited, and Rafe gave her some breathing room, keeping his eyes and ears open, concerned for her safety. She was exhausted, and if they had any other choice, he would have taken her back to the hotel to sleep.

“They protected the house from evil spirits,” Moira whispered. “The spells grew as we got closer, but right here it's stronger. They must have left an opening for the demon. We find that opening and that'll be the room where they have the altar and spirit trap.”

“And the chalice.”

“Right.” She shivered. “They've been doing this for years; they have it down. The spells are strong. But they have settled in the house.”

“Settled?” Rafe asked.

She frowned. “I--I don't know. It feels heavier at the bottom than the top. I wish I could explain it better.”

Jackson said, “This is the top story--there are two more beneath it. Does that mean their altar is on the bottom floor?”

Moira didn't say anything for a minute. Then, “Wait here.”

She started across the street before Rafe could stop her.

“Moira!” he whispered loudly.

She put her finger up in the air behind her and disappeared in the roadside shrubs that framed the front of the house.

“Dammit,” Rafe said. He wanted to go after her, but he knew--he hoped--she wasn't going to do something stupid.

Moira wasn't reckless, even though she repeatedly risked her life. He had to count on that now.

Time passed slowly as he waited, and Jackson said, “Should we follow her?”

Rafe glanced at his watch. He was getting antsy as well, but it had been only two minutes. “Give her another minute.”

Moira came back in less than that. “The altar is on the bottom floor. That entire space is like a psychic fortress.

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