14. Blood
No longer was I dressed in the white robe I’d been wearing when we fell from the rooftop. Amy had selected a pale grey pin-striped pantsuit for a more professional feel, complete with designer shades. There was no way anyone would ever recognise me as the woman responsible for the mass of death and destruction in the cities to the west.
Amy was getting more frustrated and angrier the further east we travelled. Initially she’d spend some time trying to find an exorcist. When she was unsuccessful she’d wreak havoc on the unsuspecting citizens. I was of the impression that even if she’d found an exorcist, she would’ve had a bit more fun destroying whatever city it was we were in before she called on the exorcist to help her.
We’re never going to find the one here, she snarled. Th
