Hi — I’m at All Saints. Will was conducting some kind of meeting, so I’m waiting in his office until he’s done. I’m safe. Talk to you soon.
There. At least that way, Michael would know she was still alive and hadn’t been attacked by demons on the 134 Freeway somewhere around Eagle Rock.
Not too long after she’d sent the message, Rosemary heard footsteps on the linoleum in the hall outside. She stiffened, wondering what she could use in the office to defend herself if necessary — maybe the desk lamp — then let out a relieved breath as Will entered the room.
“I’m sorry — ” she began, but he raised a hand to stop her apologies, even as he reached back with the other one to shut the door behind him.
“It’s all right,” he told her. “I’m glad you came here. I just didn’t feel comfortable endi
