Marsha heard the angel’s words and hesitated. Death itself stood before her and was coming for her and she hesitated. Cassius looked at her with an expression of saintly patience. The angel really was irritating. A sneer of contempt would have been less insulting. The sheer insolence of this celestial do gooder was infuriating.
It really made it easy to dislike him.
“Have you reconsidered this foolishness?” Cassius asked.
She had and now wasn’t.
“No.” Marsha said.
“A shame.” Cassius said. “But I have to do this.”
Marsha couldn’t afford to hesitate. She had to act now, fast and decisively. She struck swiftly and put her full strength into the attack. She was likely only going to get one chance. Maybe this was madness but it was too late to reconsider. A mass of solid shadowy tend
