Page 15 of Sinner: Before Rain
I salute him and step further inside, leaning against the rock wall, so the excited cult members can exit the area.
They file out in an orderly fashion, a sea of black robes moves past me. Some whisper, wondering what is coming next, and what does all this mean?
As the last one leaves, I don’t move.
If he wants to talk, he can come to me.
Maxton turns to face his inner circle, “Two, Three, Wife, you are also dismissed.” The three of them scurry away, also exiting through the same archway.
He shakes his head as he notices that I don’t move.
Which also shouldn’t shock him.
He steps down onto the ground and makes his way over to me.
“This task is very important. The next La Notte del Diavolo, isn’t for a month. There is ground work that needs to be done before you take these two and bring them to us.”
Nodding, I say, “Go on.”
“I have an address, they are a couple of towns over. First, you need to get to Rain. We need a sample of her hair or anything that could give us her DNA to be tested.”
The fuck is this?
“Over twenty-one years ago, I had relations with Suzie. Rain is most likely mine, and I have been watching from a distance. Her birthday is a month away, it’s time she comes home to me, to us, The Chapel, if she is in fact, mine.”
“And Suzie?” I question, what is his end game here?
“If Rain is mine and I was robbed of being her father, Suzie will be sacrificed to The Dark One. Do you understand?”
Nodding my head, I absorb everything he is telling me.
“You have two weeks to confirm she is mine. If she is, we take them both on Rain’s twenty-first birthday and as a reward for all your hard work, Rain will be yours.”
Mine?
I’ve never been given anyone as a gift before.
Well, not in this capacity. To have such a responsibility.
“Send me the details. I will get started tomorrow.” I remain neutral in my response, not wanting to show my excitement.
He pats my shoulder. “Of course.” Then walks away, ending the conversation.
I am left in the room alone.
Looking into the fire, the yellows, reds, and oranges hypnotize me as they dance before me.
Rain Mills.
My new obsession.
Her room smells of the fresh flowers on her dresser, which appear to have been picked from her front garden.
After taking what I need for the DNA test, I snoop around her room, of course.
A few pictures of her and her mom decorate the space.
She is fucking gorgeous. The obsession became more real as I took her in.
