The Guardian by Robbie Cheuvront & Erik Reed

Author:Robbie Cheuvront & Erik Reed [Cheuvront, Robbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781607425380
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2011-06-27T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 39

The Vatican

Cardinal Wickham slammed the phone down. Really hard this time. His patience was at an end. He had been trying to get Jonathan on the phone all morning. Each time he got the same result, a fast busy signal. He was starting to think Jonathan was avoiding him.

He went to his kitchen where a fresh pot of coffee was percolating. The aroma of the French roast wafted throughout the apartment. It would be his fifth pot of coffee in seven hours. He’d been up since three o’clock this morning, unable to sleep. Each time he would doze off, visions of the scroll would occupy his mind. He was having horrible nightmares now. Some were recurring.

In this one, he was standing on the edge of a cliff, the scroll hovering above him just out of reach. Each time he would stretch out for it, he would lose his balance and fall over the side. On the way down to the bottom, he would see Jonathan standing in a crevice of the cliff, laughing as he fell. When he looked down,

there was nothing but a gaping black hole. At the far bottom of the hole was Thomas Riley, waiting for him with a sword, pointed upward, waiting to impale him as he reached the bottom.

He poured another cup and sipped it slowly, savoring the bitter taste. He was exhausted. It looked like he would be running on caffeine all day.

To make matters worse, the pope was still sick, still hanging in there like a hair in a grilled cheese sandwich. That also infuriated him. The person he bought the drug from said it would take only a few days. A week tops. They were fast approaching the week mark. Maybe he could up the dose and hurry it along. He decided he would go see the pontiff this morning. See how he was doing.

What worried him the most was Lucifer’s news. Michael, the archangel, was here, walking the earth. He knew his Bible, even if he didn’t live and abide by it. And as far as he knew, Michael didn’t make a habit of interfering with humanity. That meant problems. He needed to find that scroll. Fast.

If he were truthful, he wanted it for himself. That was always the objective. Now, however, he was scared. He thought back to the conversation he recently had with Joseph when he told Joseph that he didn’t fear anyone or anything. He was starting to admit now that was a lie. He was afraid.

As a child, he had always heard stories of the devil and his legions. He guessed he even believed them. But seeing them face-to-face, feeling Lucifer’s anger firsthand—that was something altogether different. He feared the fallen angel. And since Lucifer promised him power beyond all that he had ever seen, he decided that he would take him up on his offer. He would give the scroll to him.

Wickham had asked several times what was on it. Lucifer told him when he found it, he would see for himself.

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