Chapter 72

There was an entire institution dedicated to the mysteries of death. Several, in fact. But Carson hadn’t stepped inside a church since he was twelve, and he didn’t know if he wanted his return to the religion of his childhood to be dependent on a dead eighteen-year-old haunting his male lover.

Unfortunately, it was the only workable solution that stuck in Carson’s mind after Edwin had provided the details of every conversation and every dream. Some of it had been difficult to hear. If he had seen the entire dynamic unfolding on the movie screen, he would have been intrigued. And maybe even a little turned on. But Edwin’s explanation did nothing more than horrify him. Edwin wouldn’t say as much, but it was clear that Cooper had manipulated him, digging at his mind again and again, until Edwin had no choice but to break.