But there was no use in feeling guilty about this now, no. He couldn’t let anything get in the way. He knew Sal was OK, for now, and if everything turned out, he would be OK for good. Now that the old woman was dead, and any chance of obtaining her help was gone, there was only one answer now. He had to make a deal with the devil.
A deal with the devil. It made him shiver to his core. Somehow, from somewhere behind him, the moan he heard before came again. Pained and full of sorrow, it filled the hallway, the kitchen, and now the bedroom. A frigid breeze wound its way around him and squeezed hard. Instantly, the sweat on his forehead disappeared.
He tried to ignore his growing fright, and reached out again and grabbed the sheet that covered Ms. Kadlec up to her chin. He pulled
