Chapter 9
Despite the warmth of the kitchen and the hot drink in his hands, Ren’s whole body went cold. “What are you... what do you... what devil?”
Gerry glanced quickly to Jack, and then back in Ren’s direction. “I thought you brought in a psychic. A medium, whatever they’re called. You’re not the first.”
“Not the first what?” Ren asked, cautiously.
“The first homeowner who’s tried to rid this place of the devil that killed my daughter.” The man couldn’t make it through that statement without tearing up. But he fought back his emotion to ask, “Did no one ever tell you what happened here before you moved in?”
Ren looked from Jack to Gerry. “No one told us anything.”
Gerry shrugged and leaned back in his chair. “Guess there isn’t much to tell—nothing you’d find shocking, that
