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Tom bumped into Patrick while exiting her mother’s
room that morning. They didn’t speak to each
other, and both made their way to the kitchen
orange juice, Patrick was the first to break the
ice. “How is your mother holding up?”
looked up from the table, and empty bowl in front of
wrong?” Patrick continued, bringing cereal to the
table. He placed it in front of Kassie.
think she’s depressed,” Kassie muttered, pushing
the box of Cheerios away. “And who wouldn’t be?
Her child was kidnapped last night. A preventable
lowered his head and sat down across from her. “I
apologized already, but you must understand where I
was coming from.”
looked up. “Where? The way I see it, you
couldn’t think my mother or I could handle the
fact we were targets.”
wasn’t sure how to smooth things over. “What
about Robert?” he asked, unsure of the response.
“He was living here all that time, and we didn’t
know he was working with them.”
shrugged. “Maybe if you’d pressured more the
fact that you were looking for them, it could have
scared him. We were just helpless chickens.”
is one thing,” Patrick said, taking a sip of
juice. “Why did he work with those men to take
little Noah away? What did they have that he
Pier; 2 miles north of Presence
foghorn rang out as Robert Carlyle stepped onto the
second pier. Like the day before, he was going to
check up on Noah.
goes there?” came the man voice from behind a
me again,” Robert answered. The door opened and he
entered. “My plans better not be for nothing. How
are the other plans… for the child…”
man led him inside and to the same room as before.
Inside the crib laid three month-old Noah James Tom.
“It was really annoying trying to change his
smiled. He came to the child. “Don’t worry…
I’ll be changing your diapers from now on… my
little boy… James Carlyle…”
man looked to him nervously. “Um… why are you
calling him that?”
looked at him. “It was the name I wanted… but
Darla—the woman you took the child from—wanted
Noah. It was also the name that my dead baby had. My
deceased wife, Margaret, always liked James.
There’s no way I’m letting that woman run this
man nodded. “Very well… I guess I’m sorry for
was a knocking at the door.
them,” the man said.
nodded. “Everything I asked for?”
the man said. “Everything.”
at the kitchen table, Iris Torres spread some
strawberry jam on two pieces of toast. Her father
had arrived home late the other night, so she was
letting him sleep in.
she could take a bite, the doorbell rang. She got up
swiftly and made her way to the door. She opened it.
she squealed, wrapping her arms around the visitor.
“We haven’t spoken in ages!”
Evans pushed away from her friend. “I know… I
just needed to come over. Something happened.”
could see that look in her friend’s eyes. “Oh…
well, come into the kitchen. I’m starving… I
didn’t eat supper last night.”
made their way, and Gillian sat down and sighed.
toast?” Iris offered, taking out the loaf of
shook her head. “No… But I would like to ask a
away,” Iris said, bringing her plate to the table.
took a breath. “Last night, I discovered something
shocking about Giovanni. Something that I don’t
think we can get past.”
Iris asked, taking a bite of her bread. “I
wasn’t aware you two were involved. I remember at
the hospital her was with you and your mother.”
I thought we were starting to get close… but…”
placed her head into her hands. “It was a video…
of him… and another woman…”
Gillian said sharply, correcting herself. “A girl.
It was a pornographic film, and he was make
‘love’ to some teenager.”
stopped chewing. “You’re serious?”
nodded. “It was embarrassing… completely!”
Iris said. “I may not be number one in romance,
but I do know something like this shouldn’t get
between two people.”
what do you think I should do?” Gillian asked.
your heart says,” Iris said simply. “If you
truly believe that this should end something that
could otherwise be wonderful, than do it.”
made Gillian think.
that, the doorbell rang again.
Iris muttered. “Who knew this house was the hub of
activity in the morning?” She jogged over to the
door and opened it.
just couldn’t wait to see you,” came Adam’s
voice from the doorway. “I needed to get out of
the estate before my father got wind.”
blushed, as she adjusted her clothes. “I didn’t
dress up or anything.”
matter,” he said simply. “Nor am I.”
eyed him, and he was dressed down. He had a white
T-shirt and blue jeans, and she just wanted to melt
as how well they fit him.
caught eye of her slender pants and slightly
unbuttoned blouse. She looked so good to him that he
brushed back his hair to cool himself off.
is one thing,” Iris said.
Who’s at the door?” came Gillian voice, sliding
into the room. “I—” She stopped and covered
her mouth. “Ohmygod!”
smiled. “I see you have company.”
goodness!” Gillian exclaimed. “It’s Adam King!
Here, in your house. Man… I haven’t seen you
since you were on trial for her stabbing.”
was going to be an interesting morning.
St. Peter’s Catholic Church
McMurdy entered his rectory to find Ian Huber
keeping a watch over Mateo Consuelos. Mateo was tied
down on a small bed they had brought in the night
is running as planned?” Father McMurdy asked Ian,
walking to his table and taking a think book with a
cross on it off.
nodded. “We’re ready to begin,” he said
skeptically. “Are you sure this will work?”
priest nodded. “Yes… It is the only way to bring
him back to the way he was.”
awake, was listening to their talks. “No…
don’t do it… I won’t do anything bad from now
rushed up to him and grabbed his throat. “Listen
to me you bastard-demon! You killed my wife and
tried to kill me – don’t think we’re going to
fall pitying you. You make me sick, and I hope you
rot in hell.”
soon as he said it he slapped his head.
Oooo… Scary!” Mateo teased. “It’s not like I
haven’t been there before!”
are you doing up here?” Ian demanded as Father
shrugged. “To bring evil, you idiot. We’ve been
doing it for centuries! Attila the Hun, Adolph
ask,” Father McMurdy muttered. “We’ve been
fighting his evil for years.” With that, the made
his way to Mateo’s tied body with a bowl of water.
began to squirm. “No! You can’t! Dammit, let me
flinching, Ian stepped back. Father McMurdy pulled
out his Bible and opened it to a bookmarked page. He
Mateo screamed, thrashing around. “You can’t!”
the priest read, Ian couldn’t help but feel a
slight bit of pity… only slightly…
Peter’s Catholic Church: Graveyard
Lore walked along the many graves, reading the
stone. She finally stopped overtop a freshly dug
grave, and took out her phone. She dialed a number.
the grown, Brianna Huber was very weak she hadn’t
eaten in a long time, and the weaker meal of
crackers that had been wrapped in the newspaper
weren’t nearly satisfying.
picked up the cell phone for the thousandth time and
tried to dial it. She could press all the number,
but the ‘SEND’ button had been removed and
had thought her plan through.
seconds, the phone rang out. She answered it.
“Skye? That ring scared me to death!”
laughed. “To death? Well, you’re practically
do you want? I’ll do anything!”
thought a moment. “I don’t have ideas right now,
but I do have a very interesting plan. A game of
Russian roulette, if you will.”
the paper,” Skye said, “wedged in the sections
are two pills.”
to the instructions, Brianna frantically searched
and found them. “What about them?”
is a blue one and a pink one—but you can’t see
that. When you take it will put you back into a long
sleep, because I decide I need you and then have you
“And the other?” Brianna asked.
will kill you,” Skye said bluntly. “You will
feel a burning sensation, and your insides will
slowly dissolve. Then you will bleed from your eyes,
but if you’re lucky you’ll be dead by then.”
take a chance, or wait it out?” Skye asked,
Brianna spoke until the phone hung up.
King hung up the phone. “That was from Alistair…
Mitchel will be arriving in a little while. Maybe a
King was just casually drinking martinis—in the
morning no less—without a care in the world. He
had been quite relaxed to the whole idea.
everything go as planned?” Constance wondered.
“And I haven’t seen him since he was an infant.
I wonder what he looks like.”
Julian could jump in with a sly comment, the phone
rang and he answered it. “Yes…? This is Julian
King speaking… Yes… Oh, my God. It isn’t!…
It is?… Ivy! It is so good to hear from you!”
couldn’t believe it was Ivy. She hadn’t so much
as written to them in a very long time that is would
be hard warming up to her.
a minute, Julian hung up. “Guess who that was?”
Constance guessed, knowing very well it was she.
“What did she want?”
Julian announced, surprised. “We chatted a bit,
and she said she could be coming home after her
semester finishes in around April or May!”
she been gone for two years?” Constance asked.
“She left when she was twenty, and coming back at
twenty-two. I wonder why she never kept contact?”
shrugged. “No worry. After many long years,
we’re finally all going to be a family. You, me,
Adam, John and Ivy. All of us living on this
couldn’t stand the silence. “Is there something
you want to say?” he asked.
nodded. “Since I’m seeing you in a completely
different light, I want to know a bit more about
you. Your past.”
Patrick took a breath. “Let’s see. I was born in
Europe. My father was Irish and my mother was
Dutch.” He was obviously reflecting. “I have
been in America only a few times. I’ve lived in
Ireland, England, the Netherlands, and
pretty cultured,” Kassie said, only slightly
impressed. “You were in Switzerland when you got
your call to track me down?”
nodded. “I traveled from there to San Francisco,
and got on the plane with you under a false name.”
you’d been spying on me?” she asked.
nodded. “It was my job.”
you say my father hired you?”
shrugged. “His company, maybe. They just knew that
you’d need protection after his death.”
Kassie could ask another question, his cordless
been expecting an important call,” Patrick said,
getting up. “I’ll be back in a bit.”
Evans got to the phone and quickly called up an
important character. As she waited for an answer,
she reflected over what a blast the revelation had
been the night before.
came the voice.
was a pause, and then, “You! You manipulated me
into getting them to watch it. I don’t appreciate
was confused. “Wait, wait, wait… You wrapped the
tape up and was ready to have Gillian open it. Why
not then? Why is it suddenly my fault?”
was caught. “Um… I wanted it to strengthen their
don’t buy it,” Addy stated. “Gillian reacted
badly to the tape. She doesn’t appreciate the real
Giovanni. They can’t be together.”
are you thinking?” Brooke asked.
Giovanni won’t go out with me,” Addy started,
“then why not with you?”
you two have been out together?” Gillian said,
turning to Iris. “I thought that maybe I would
have heard something. Nothing in the tabloids.”
parents would never let it out,” Adam responded,
looking around the kitchen. “You know, it feels
strange being in this house not tied up or being hit
shrugged. “Our guests get only the best
didn’t you call?” Gillian said. “I mean…
calm down,” Iris insisted. “I’ve been working
with him for years.”
know, but never personal meetings… are you
the doorbell rang!
Iris said, getting up. “I’ll be back. Let’s
hope it’s a Jehovah’s Witness… this table
can’t take much more people!”
Iris left, Gillian turned to Adam. “How do you
feel about her?” she asked boldly.
good,” he smiled. “She is so great.”
she is,” Gillian confirmed. “But don’t you
dare hurt her. She’s been through enough without
having you or your family harm her. Don’t lead her
worry,” Adam insisted. “My family doesn’t rule
spent a few more minutes talking, but Iris hadn’t
better not be stuck talking with that vacuum man!”
Gillian announced, getting up. “If she winds up
with a Hoover, I’ll scream!”
stepped into the living room, but couldn’t see
anyone at the door. It was just open. “Iris?”
followed her, and rushed past Gillian and got to the
door. “Iris!” he called out, seeing no one
is she?” Gillian asked, worried.
stuck his head outside. “Iris!” he called again.
everyone so excited about?” John asked entering
the room. His hair was unkempt and his shirt was
going to be getting two guests in the near
future,” Julian announced.
know Mitchel, your cousin, will be coming here.
He’s fifteen or sixteen—good kid,” Julian
began. “And in May, Ivy will be coming back from
Ireland! Isn’t this great?”
shrugged. He and Ivy had always been highly
competitive. He was much older than her, and he
always got the attention. But Ivy was the only girl,
and Julian definitely thought of her as a favorite.
They both competed for attention.
was just… Adam. He was the middle child. Not the
heir, but not the youngest.
Adam?” John asked as his name flew through his
think you know,” Julian sighed. “He’s probably
at that hussy’s house.”
King knew that her troubles were over. She had
finally taken care of everything, and was guaranteed
never to have to worry about it again.
long at the police remained clueless, she was in the
I can go to my family when I’m done,” Ivy
got into the upstairs bedroom and popped out a
personal journal from his bag. He got a pen and
began writing while talking.
was sitting downstairs in the kitchen. She decided
it was time to check on her mother again, to see how
she was doing. She got up and made her way up the
stairs. Turning in the hallway, she opened the door
to her mother’s room.
she asked, creeping in. “You okay?”
got up to her and saw she had the same face as the
day before. Sad and helpless.
slowly crept back out, closing the door. She
didn’t know what to do, and figured she’d need
to call a doctor.
heading back downstairs, she headed to her room for
a comb. As she opened the door, she saw Patrick
place a pen in his pocket and get up.
hi,” Patrick said, smiling. “I just finished my
call. It was from the police… they were just
giving an update on any leads.”
got up. “Nothing… yet. They’ll find something,
I know they will.”
nodded as Patrick left the room. As soon as she knew
it was clear, she immediately went looking for what
he wrote on.
had a pen, he must have made notes,” Kassie said
deductively. She looked on his bed and beside the
nightstand. She looked on the floor and on tables.
her eyes caught his tote bag. “Bingo,” she said,
getting down on her knees. She ruffled through some
clothes until she touched something. Pulling it out,
she saw it was a notebook.
journal?” Kassie wondered, looked to see if anyone
was coming. She opened it up and filled to the
Pier; 2 miles north of Presence
man went to the baby’s crib and looked down at the
helpless child. He felt some pity for the kid, but
he had a job to do.
had left minutes before, and they had everything
they needed to bargain.
have a call to make,” he said, reaching for the
Peter’s Catholic Church
Mateo continued to scream.
McMurdy began dip his hand in the bowl of Holy water
and flicking it at Mateo. “Out, demons! Exit this
body!” He followed his commands by more passages
from the Bible. The cycle continued.
watched from afar as the commotion took place.
eyes then turned to Ian, and they seemed strange to
he cried out. But only it wasn’t his voice. It was
make him stop!” it cried, writing as the water was
poured. “Please!” It sounded just like his wife;
with all the pain he could stand hearing in her
voice. He closed his eyes.
he opened then again, he nearly jumped. On the bed
was laying Brianna, exactly as he had remembered
her. He dark hair and smooth skin. Her signature
hurts!” she pleaded to him. “Make him stop!”
was shaking. “I can’t…”
McMurdy looked up. “What’s the matter?” he
asked. “What do you see?”
wife,” Ian said, shaking. “Brianna is crying out
a trick!” the priest warned sternly. “Don’t
he couldn’t help it.
alive!” she said in pain. “I never died. It was
all a trick, but this man refuses to let me go. He
wants me to die. Don’t let him do this! It hurts!
I don’t want to me hurting like this!”
Ian screamed, covering his ears.
she yelled, piercing through his hands. “It
hurts!! Why are you letting him do this? You don’t
love me! Why! Oww… Why!”
Father McMurdy’s eyes he saw a demon writhing on
the table. A foul creature that needed to leave the
innocent host’s body.
is going on?” came another voice, this time from
Ian turned around and saw Skye standing in the doorway.