Chapter 30

“Come in,” he called out.

When the door opened, Dirk stood on the other side carrying a tray. “I thought you might be hungry, so I fixed you a tray.”

“Thanks,” Judas said, feeling as if his sin was etched on his forehead. He quickly reached up to smooth his hair.

Dirk set the tray down, then turned toward the door.

“By the way,” Judas said as he extended his hand, “I don’t think I introduced myself. My name is Judas. I’m here to be of service to…” Realizing that didn’t sound quite right, he tried again. “I mean, I’m here to…uh…help.”

“Strange name,” Dirk interrupted, his face scowling. “You know who Judas was, don’t you? He was…”

“Yes, I know. The traitor of Christ.”

“Well, traitor, take my advice and go back to where you came from.”

“Look, I’m no traitor, and believe me when I say no one wants me out of here more than I do, but I can’t.”

“Yeah? What’s keeping you here? It couldn’t be a cute little blonde werewolf, could it?”