what you see.”
At first glance, Sandy saw the weather vane on the roof of the barn. Then a mysterious cloud lifted and revealed warrior angels standing guard. She turned and found warrior angels stationed around the house, the barn, and along the property lines of Everglade Farms. Sandy angled her face toward Baldric and said, “Angels are everywhere?” She paused and looked around the property again, and she understood. “Angels are everywhere.”
Baldric exhaled a deep breath, kissed the top of her head, and hugged her tightly. “Exactly.”
Chapter 4
I Didn’t Mean To Turn You On
Word reached Luc while he was in the midst of creating conflict among rival tribes that would result in thousands of deaths in Asia. He became furious when Caiojezeal appeared before him with the news. Someone stole his Testament, and someone was going to pay.
Luc strolled through a picturesque village with children running through the streets and women covered from head to toe with only their eyes exposed to the world. In a few years, the village would be a war zone with tall walls of barbed wire, and every few feet a soldier would be toting a machine gun. “Damn it. How in the hell did my book get stolen? Oh, wait, of course. Cole checked out the book several weeks ago. I should’ve known the human was too inept to protect it. Who stole the book from him and where is it now?”
Caiojezeal walked into a nearby tea house. “Nick London of Henry’s Tailor Shop in Nashville lifted the book. I went there to search myself and ran into Baldric. He has the book.”
Luc kicked a chair away from the table and sat down to talk with Caiojezeal. The waiter took one look at Luc and returned swiftly with two teas and snacks. Luc placed his hand on the man’s forearm. The man began praying incessantly. Luc growled, “Leave us in peace.” The old man exited into the kitchen, walking backward while he continued to pray loudly.
Luc shook his head in disbelief. “Humans and their prayers. The funny part about prayer and religion is all the humans on the planet think their religion is right, and everyone else’s is wrong. Unless The Creator has changed philosophy, there’s only one faith and it’s all directed to Him.” Luc took a bite of his cake and drank his tea while he contemplated what to do about Baldric.
Luc’s Testament held incredible power, and he controlled his followers with its accounts. “Baldric has my book, huh? Well, it looks like I’ll be paying his ward a little visit, but not before I meet with Cole. Stay close to Baldric. I want to know his every move. I need his ward alone. We get his ward, and we get Baldric and my book. It’s a win-win for me.”
“You may count on me, sire.” Caiojezeal bowed his head toward Luc before taking a sip of his tea.
Luc reached over to place his hand on Caiojezeal’s left shoulder. “I have to stop by Egypt before returning to the States. Place a couple of your warriors with Cole and his guards. He has a short fuse, and I won’t allow another one of his mistakes to jeopardize my work.” Luc manipulated both time and space within earth’s realm. He often used astral travel, and today he ported to Egypt before returning to his estate in Middle Tennessee where his servant, Cole, resided.
Luc had designed Arrington Estate as a reflection of a home he once owned in the French countryside. Luc’s stately manor offered a kind of rustic charm with curved arches, stonework, and a steep hip roof. He loved the symmetry of the estate as well as the underground tunnels leading to his domain. The interior reflected more of a mountain lodge retreat. The living area housed a large stone fireplace surrounded by rich, dark wood paneling, thick Aubusson carpets, and luxurious leather couches.
Cole sat on the sofa drinking a cocktail while he had an argument with Hammer, his senior assassin. “You weren’t supposed to shoot him, idiot. Now how will we find the book? Carson and Walt
At first glance, Sandy saw the weather vane on the roof of the barn. Then a mysterious cloud lifted and revealed warrior angels standing guard. She turned and found warrior angels stationed around the house, the barn, and along the property lines of Everglade Farms. Sandy angled her face toward Baldric and said, “Angels are everywhere?” She paused and looked around the property again, and she understood. “Angels are everywhere.”
Baldric exhaled a deep breath, kissed the top of her head, and hugged her tightly. “Exactly.”
Chapter 4
I Didn’t Mean To Turn You On
Word reached Luc while he was in the midst of creating conflict among rival tribes that would result in thousands of deaths in Asia. He became furious when Caiojezeal appeared before him with the news. Someone stole his Testament, and someone was going to pay.
Luc strolled through a picturesque village with children running through the streets and women covered from head to toe with only their eyes exposed to the world. In a few years, the village would be a war zone with tall walls of barbed wire, and every few feet a soldier would be toting a machine gun. “Damn it. How in the hell did my book get stolen? Oh, wait, of course. Cole checked out the book several weeks ago. I should’ve known the human was too inept to protect it. Who stole the book from him and where is it now?”
Caiojezeal walked into a nearby tea house. “Nick London of Henry’s Tailor Shop in Nashville lifted the book. I went there to search myself and ran into Baldric. He has the book.”
Luc kicked a chair away from the table and sat down to talk with Caiojezeal. The waiter took one look at Luc and returned swiftly with two teas and snacks. Luc placed his hand on the man’s forearm. The man began praying incessantly. Luc growled, “Leave us in peace.” The old man exited into the kitchen, walking backward while he continued to pray loudly.
Luc shook his head in disbelief. “Humans and their prayers. The funny part about prayer and religion is all the humans on the planet think their religion is right, and everyone else’s is wrong. Unless The Creator has changed philosophy, there’s only one faith and it’s all directed to Him.” Luc took a bite of his cake and drank his tea while he contemplated what to do about Baldric.
Luc’s Testament held incredible power, and he controlled his followers with its accounts. “Baldric has my book, huh? Well, it looks like I’ll be paying his ward a little visit, but not before I meet with Cole. Stay close to Baldric. I want to know his every move. I need his ward alone. We get his ward, and we get Baldric and my book. It’s a win-win for me.”
“You may count on me, sire.” Caiojezeal bowed his head toward Luc before taking a sip of his tea.
Luc reached over to place his hand on Caiojezeal’s left shoulder. “I have to stop by Egypt before returning to the States. Place a couple of your warriors with Cole and his guards. He has a short fuse, and I won’t allow another one of his mistakes to jeopardize my work.” Luc manipulated both time and space within earth’s realm. He often used astral travel, and today he ported to Egypt before returning to his estate in Middle Tennessee where his servant, Cole, resided.
Luc had designed Arrington Estate as a reflection of a home he once owned in the French countryside. Luc’s stately manor offered a kind of rustic charm with curved arches, stonework, and a steep hip roof. He loved the symmetry of the estate as well as the underground tunnels leading to his domain. The interior reflected more of a mountain lodge retreat. The living area housed a large stone fireplace surrounded by rich, dark wood paneling, thick Aubusson carpets, and luxurious leather couches.
Cole sat on the sofa drinking a cocktail while he had an argument with Hammer, his senior assassin. “You weren’t supposed to shoot him, idiot. Now how will we find the book? Carson and Walt
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