Chapter 9: ASHES AND OMENS
They barely made it out.
The church above the sanctum collapsed inward with a roar that echoed through the streets, stone and dust swallowing the entrance as if it had never existed. Kevin stumbled out into the alley with Rwanda’s hand locked around his wrist, Mara close behind them, coughing and swearing as debris rained down.
Sirens wailed in the distance.
Human eyes would see a gas explosion. An old building finally giving up the ghost.
Supernatural eyes knew better.
Kevin leaned against the brick wall, chest heaving. His entire body buzzed like he’d been struck by lightning and left standing.
Rwanda scanned the street, senses flaring, shadows stretched tight around her like drawn blades. “We need to move,” she said. “Now.”
Mara nodded. “Too many will
