Chapter SixteenUnbidden Nightmares
“Why did you tell me to put it away like it might explode?” I asked Bill who now looked relieved.
“It once actually came after me,” Bill said, turning off the noisy TV. “When I was searching for you, in Colorado Springs, I found your backpack lying on the ground. The man with me, Cooper, opened it—he was Nephilim, too. He opened up the backpack to see what was inside. The dagger came out and stabbed him straight through the heart and killed him.”
“Oh, my God! I'm so sorry!” I said through hands I'd pressed over my mouth.
Bill waved me off. “It's alright. I didn't like him.”
“Wow.” I bent my mouth downward with surprise.
“It's true. I actually hated the man. He did something that tore my heart in two.”
“What?”
His face had a tortured expression on
