Twenty-Six
He gave me no choice, dragging me out into the late afternoon sunshine and away from my car parked in the driveway. He thrust me at the passenger side of his car and I climbed in.
“Where are we going?” I asked as we eased to a stop in a line of traffic.
He didn’t answer. By the hard lines of his shoulder muscles and his white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel, I knew I wasn’t going to get any answers while we were still on the road. So, I settled back against the seat and watched the traffic pass us by. Turning my attention to the sky, I took in the late afternoon sunlight. Only three more days until the world experienced a rare phenomenon and a dangerous cult was going to use it to … do what exactly? I wracked my brain trying to decipher what they needed five souls for, bu
