As an artist in NYC, Calvin Shumacher finally has the life he's always wanted. In fact, only one thing can get him to come back to Illinois -- his father's funeral. All he wants is to bury his dad and hightail it back to New York, but a sniper at the graveyard puts those plans on indefinite hold.<br><br>So does Matthew Soto. The gorgeous gunman who speaks of monsters wearing human faces. And predicts there won't be a body for police to find.<br><br>Calvin doesn't know what to think when Matthew claims he didn't do anything wrong. All he knows is that this man's haunted eyes seem to pierce right into his soul. But as each of Matthew's assertions comes true, Calvin slowly realizes this killer could be the only thing standing between him and an unspeakable evil ...

Walk Among Us

“What it means is exactly what I said. There’s no body because it never really existed. The monsters I mentioned are literal, not metaphorical.”


The chilly night cut into Calvin’s lungs with each breath, but it wasn’t enough to make him retreat to the warmth of his car. Neither was the answer that wasn’t really an answer.


“I saw it,” he argued. “We all saw it. The police hauled it away.”


“But you didn’t know it. Nobody recognized him.”


“I’m saying…” His voice drifted away, his gaze softening as he weighed his words. Matthew took a deep breath and looked off into the darkness, focused on something else, something that wasn’t Calvin. “I see things that aren’t human. Demons. Almost every time I get in a crowd of more than a handful of people. Like yesterday.”


Calvin shook his head. “I don’t believe in demons.”


Chapter 12