susceptible to his influence because she did it. Left behind a baby named Ruby."
"Ah, now I see. It's triggered your interest because the baby shares the same name as your girlfriend."
Christophe rolled his eyes. Colin had returned back to his full form of asshole-ness. "I'm invested in this because I want to know what happened to the baby and I want to find this horrible preacher."
"Both good goals but you can't do anything about them right now because we have to get to Maine."
Maine. Maine. Maine. Colin obsessed over whatever destiny awaited them in Maine ever since he'd appeared in Christophe's living room months earlier. That had been December. March arrived, the snow had not stopped, and Colin's refrain continued. Christophe had been resistant to go, he had work and responsibilities, but the universe had conspired against him and the perfect guest lecturer had arrived to take over his classes for a week. Now, he had no excuse but to let his brother drive them both up to an even colder state to find some unknown future.
He had to continue speaking about an earlier topic. If he let it go, Colin would never cease to tease him about it. "And Ruby is not my girlfriend. She doesn't even know I'm alive. Why did I ever think I could tell you about her?"
Colin snickered. "You didn't, but like with most things, I dragged it right out of you."
"Don't mention her again." It caused too much of an ache in the pit of his stomach to know she lived in the world somewhere and he would never see her again. He'd be denied the right to even stare silently at her lovely, pixie-like face.
A smell wafted through the room. Christophe sniffed the air. What was that? The aroma seemed akin to…sulfur.
"Colin, do you…"
Before he could blink, Colin rushed forward, shoving him to the floor. He hit the wood hard, rolling with a thud, just as the room lit up in a strange red glow.
"What the…?"
Colon shouted. "It's the demon. He's found us."
The demon? Christophe's heart pounded hard. The last time he'd been in its presence, it had been downright civilized. The room turning red and the sulfur marked new territory for him.
"How do you know?"
"I've been with him before." Colin cursed. "I…fucked with him. I have something he wants."
This might have been information Christophe could have used months ago. It didn't prove particularly helpful at the moment.
"We need to get up."
Nodding, he got to his knees. "What we need to do is get out of here. Fast."
A loud boom shook the pictures on the wall. Without analyzing too much what it meant, Christophe knew nothing good could come from the demonstrations of power they were being given. If the evil being wanted to show his temper, he could do it without an audience.
Christophe looked at Colin, worry suddenly overtaking him that he wouldn't be able to get him out. When had he become so damn fond of his brother? Not that he could think about that currently.
"Follow me."
"No." Colin shook his head. "He can't follow both of us, I don't think. And he wants me. We need to split up."
That seemed like a really bad idea. "I think we'll be stronger if we stick together."
Colin shook his head. "You're much tougher than me, you just don't know it yet."
"Are you kidding?"
"I'm going invisible now. Get to Maine. I'll be there or I'm dead."
Christophe grabbed his arm. "Where in Maine? It's a big state. Lots of land. How will I know where I'm supposed to go?"
Colin laughed, the sound cold and hard. "You'll know. Trust me."
His brother vanished from the room like he'd never been there, leaving Christophe alone with a demon smashing the picture frames on the wall. They shattered as they hit the floor. If he lived through this, he planned on murdering his brother slowly.
Ever since Colin had appeared in his living room, Christophe had lost whatever small amount of control he'd actually held in his life. He stared at the fire escape, knowing it would be a cold, wet rush if he could make it.
With
"Ah, now I see. It's triggered your interest because the baby shares the same name as your girlfriend."
Christophe rolled his eyes. Colin had returned back to his full form of asshole-ness. "I'm invested in this because I want to know what happened to the baby and I want to find this horrible preacher."
"Both good goals but you can't do anything about them right now because we have to get to Maine."
Maine. Maine. Maine. Colin obsessed over whatever destiny awaited them in Maine ever since he'd appeared in Christophe's living room months earlier. That had been December. March arrived, the snow had not stopped, and Colin's refrain continued. Christophe had been resistant to go, he had work and responsibilities, but the universe had conspired against him and the perfect guest lecturer had arrived to take over his classes for a week. Now, he had no excuse but to let his brother drive them both up to an even colder state to find some unknown future.
He had to continue speaking about an earlier topic. If he let it go, Colin would never cease to tease him about it. "And Ruby is not my girlfriend. She doesn't even know I'm alive. Why did I ever think I could tell you about her?"
Colin snickered. "You didn't, but like with most things, I dragged it right out of you."
"Don't mention her again." It caused too much of an ache in the pit of his stomach to know she lived in the world somewhere and he would never see her again. He'd be denied the right to even stare silently at her lovely, pixie-like face.
A smell wafted through the room. Christophe sniffed the air. What was that? The aroma seemed akin to…sulfur.
"Colin, do you…"
Before he could blink, Colin rushed forward, shoving him to the floor. He hit the wood hard, rolling with a thud, just as the room lit up in a strange red glow.
"What the…?"
Colon shouted. "It's the demon. He's found us."
The demon? Christophe's heart pounded hard. The last time he'd been in its presence, it had been downright civilized. The room turning red and the sulfur marked new territory for him.
"How do you know?"
"I've been with him before." Colin cursed. "I…fucked with him. I have something he wants."
This might have been information Christophe could have used months ago. It didn't prove particularly helpful at the moment.
"We need to get up."
Nodding, he got to his knees. "What we need to do is get out of here. Fast."
A loud boom shook the pictures on the wall. Without analyzing too much what it meant, Christophe knew nothing good could come from the demonstrations of power they were being given. If the evil being wanted to show his temper, he could do it without an audience.
Christophe looked at Colin, worry suddenly overtaking him that he wouldn't be able to get him out. When had he become so damn fond of his brother? Not that he could think about that currently.
"Follow me."
"No." Colin shook his head. "He can't follow both of us, I don't think. And he wants me. We need to split up."
That seemed like a really bad idea. "I think we'll be stronger if we stick together."
Colin shook his head. "You're much tougher than me, you just don't know it yet."
"Are you kidding?"
"I'm going invisible now. Get to Maine. I'll be there or I'm dead."
Christophe grabbed his arm. "Where in Maine? It's a big state. Lots of land. How will I know where I'm supposed to go?"
Colin laughed, the sound cold and hard. "You'll know. Trust me."
His brother vanished from the room like he'd never been there, leaving Christophe alone with a demon smashing the picture frames on the wall. They shattered as they hit the floor. If he lived through this, he planned on murdering his brother slowly.
Ever since Colin had appeared in his living room, Christophe had lost whatever small amount of control he'd actually held in his life. He stared at the fire escape, knowing it would be a cold, wet rush if he could make it.
With
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