12. Find the One
Time to go, honey, Amy said sweetly. I don’t need any more rest and I’m eager to have this over and done with.
Where are we going? I asked.
Anywhere civilised that demons hang around there’s sure to be an exorcist or two, she said.
You know that you’ll have to release the tether if you want to be rid of me, I said cautiously. I didn’t want to make her angry needlessly. I just wanted to be sure of the facts, and of this I was quite certain.
Of course I know, Amy snorted. When I find the one, and he starts the exorcism, I’ll push you to the front, let go and watch you disappear.
Amy dressed my body in black from head to toe — black slacks, black shirt and black heels. She thought it was fitting to wear a mortal funereal colour — one that matched my eyes — for what she
