CHAPTER 26
Outside the wind howled, and the cool air grasped his lungs and squeezed the very breath out of them. The storm was coming in from the north, and with it brought a cold front that was rarer on this summer day than the precipitation of frogs from the sky. He ran as fast as he could down the alley, but felt lightheaded as soon as he reached midway to the end of the alley. He stopped to take his breath, and to calm himself down.
What had he done? He’s the one that sicced the creature onto his brother – he knew he did. The malice in his heart for that split second – the face of the priest, the possible loss of the bag. In that split second he was able to send the creature after his enemy – Sal. But how? How was the question. Was the priest getting to him? Was this what
