Behind the Darkness by W. Franklin Lattimore

Author:W. Franklin Lattimore
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: suspense, thriller, christian suspense, evil, magic, angel, guardian angel, witchcraft, ted dekker, frank perretti
Publisher: BHC Press
Published: 2017-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

You weren’t familiar with the book of Proverbs at that point in your life, were you?” asked Tara.

“I’m not sure I’m understanding what you’re getting at.”

“You know, ‘Pride goes before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall.’”

“Ah, yes. Well, trust me. I didn’t need to know that Scripture verse for its prophetic words to come into play.”

“Are you saying that you are living proof of that?”

“Ooohh,” I said with a chuckle. “Most definitely.”

GARIAN, THE IMPOSING angel guardian, stood protectively next to Elizabeth as she sat in a classroom full of students. Brent walked through—literally—two rows of seating to stand on the opposite side of the girl. He was glad to see the warrior.

“Expecting trouble?” Brent asked.

“Prepared for trouble,” the massive being replied.

So far, the only trouble that Brent had encountered during the day was Jason’s attitude. No signs of demons. A question sparked in his mind.

“Are there demons in this room?”

Garian didn’t need to look around. “Yes.”

“I guess the Lord is only allowing me to see the ones that are being directed against our cause.”

“That would be my guess, as well.”

Brent realized that these few simple interchanges were the closest that they had come to an actual conversation. He didn’t really want it to end.

“You’re guessing? I thought that you would…you know…just somehow know.”

“I, too, am a finite being. My knowledge is limited—even restricted. I know what I need to know about my assignments and few things beyond that.”

Brent found the next question nearly irresistible to ask. “How much do you know about me?”

“Very little. You are not my charge. I am yours. Elizabeth is mine. I do not know your story.”

“How about my grandmother, Hannah Elizabeth Moore?”

“Neither do I know her story.”

Brent was disappointed. But then, what would the odds have been that this particular angel would have been his mamaw’s guardian?

Elizabeth’s thoughts redirected Brent’s attention. “So, do I just go home and look up a number in the phone book? Under what, abortion clinics?”

Sadness crept over Brent. He was glad that the teacher and other students in the room were oblivious to their presence. It allowed him to concentrate fully on Elizabeth, not having to worry about anyone else’s actions or thoughts.

He knelt down beside her, laying his right hand over hers on her lap. “Don’t worry, Elizabeth,” he whispered. “I’m going to work out everything for your baby’s protection. I will figure out a solution to what you are going through.”

A sound became noticeable from below her desk. Initially it sounded like a release of pressurized air, but Brent couldn’t have been more wrong about its origin.

As Brent pushed back from Elizabeth’s seat to have a look below, he viewed the beginnings of a swirling black vortex that had appeared in the floor. His initial reaction was to reach out to grab for Elizabeth, to prevent her from falling into it as it grew. He’d seen enough Star Trek episodes to know that something like this didn’t bode well for humans.

A quick glance up and Brent saw Garian drawing his sword.

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