Sins of the Fathers by John Richmond

Author:John Richmond
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mafia, exorcism, templar knights, possesion, supernatural evil

SEVENTEEN

EVENING DRIFTED OVER the grounds like a cosmic afterthought, warm with a touch of breeze. Cicadas droned, biomechanical sirens in the trees along the garden path. The sky slid from Oriental cornflower to Occidental cobalt and Mars hung like a single drop of blood over the shoulder of a spreading oak. The moon swam the depths below the horizon. Tiesha skipped from flagstone to flagstone, crossing a pond of Kentucky bluegrass on frozen lily pads.

Strictly speaking she wasn’t allowed to walk the grounds of the massa’s grand estate, but after he’d done his business with her earlier that afternoon, Mason had attended to business elsewhere. So, while the cat was away, his pretty mouse would go wherever she damn well wanted. He never came out here anyway. Said the outdoors didn’t much appeal to his sense of—she squinted up at Mars, thinking—cleanliness. That was it. Like Mason couldn’t control nature enough, so he just stayed out of it altogether. Tie swung her bare arms through the humid air, a strap of her white sundress slipped from one round shoulder. Hell with it, hers was not to question why. Hers was but to blow the boss and die.

“Sometimes I wonder why I don’t disgust myself more,” she mused aloud.

A low voice came from just off the path. “Sounds familiar.”

Tie spun and tried to make out the speaker. If one of Mason’s goons caught her outside of his rooms, she’d be in deep shit. Especially if it was Finch. That sludgy bastard hated her. ‘Course she did have a tendency to tease him as much as was humanly possible. Now, if it was Sinclair lurking over there in the dark, she’d be okay. Quickie on the bench and he’d never tell. It’d worked before. But she hadn’t seen him around in a while.

“Who’s that?” she said, and then took a quick step back as a man she’d never seen before stepped onto the path. “Who’re you? You don’t work for Mr. Mason, do you?”

“In a sense,” Calvin said. “I’m kind of on loan from another company right now.” He caught sight of her feet and was surprised by a tremor in his chest. The toes were painted white to match the dress. Little pieces of perfection on the flagstone walk. Too much ugliness had increased his sensitivity to beauty. It’s what had driven him out here in the first place. After his first encounter with Jeremy, Calvin had needed to get away and get his mind degreased.

He didn’t recognize this girl from any of the files. He supposed she could be part of the housekeeping staff, but something in her stance didn’t fit with that. She was rough, but regal at the same time. Calvin decided it was the length of her neck and the manner in which she held her head. Then he got it. “Do you work for Mr. Mason?”

“I waitress at his restaurant. Mancy’s? You been there?”

“No,” he said. “Any good?”

“I guess,” she said, unconsciously peering into the dark, looking for a point in his eyes she could lock onto.

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