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

“I saw another one following someone out of confessional two days later.” Matthew continued the story, either unaware of Calvin’s regret or uncaring. “They found him with his wrists slit.”


“Maybe. Until the third time ended in another death. And the fourth.” Matthew was silent as he poured milk in his cup, adding enough to make the coffee a very pale tan. “I saw the fifth talking to Father Abraham. I panicked. Lashed out and hit him over the head with one of the candlesticks on the altar.” His thumb picked at a chip in the rim of his mug. “It would’ve been better if I’d killed him. Father Abraham insisted on going with the thing in the ambulance when it showed. Told me to wait and that we’d talk when he returned. Except he didn’t, of course. And when they finally got the ambulance pried open like a tin can after the crash, they only found his and the EMTs’ bodies.”


Chapter 19