Two Church of England exorcists, Reverend Palmer, a man of around fifty, and his assistant Reverend Flatt, some fifteen years younger, knocked on the Hardings" front door. Will opened.
"Mr William Harding?" Rev Flatt enquired.
"That"s me," Will acknowledged, looking the exorcist squarely in the eye.
"I"m Reverend Flatt." The exorcist looked quickly away. "This is my senior colleague, Reverend Palmer. Your enquiry was passed on to us."
The exorcists shook hands with Will. He noted, with a sense of disappointment, that neither had a very firm grip.
"Pleased you could come so quickly." With an unwelcome twinge of doubt, Will led them into the house.
The Hardings, holding hands, sat across from the exorcists in the lounge.
"We can"t make any promises, but we"ll try," Rev Palmer began. "
