As long as God's light has existed so has the darkness, and thus creatures of the darkness--ancient creatures nearly as old as the devil himself. God, however, in all of His mysterious ways, has a plan. A plan that may yet bring enlightenment to one man and salvation to others. Unfortunately, not all participants in His plan are willing, and being volun-TOLD, for anything, is where Ray Segal draws the line. Ray had his own plans and they didn't involve a mythical sky daddy, a shady priest, a beady-eyed "book collector", and least of all burying the one person in the world who always had his back. Now, Ray must open his mind and his eyes to new possibilities and find a way to deal with the harsh reality of his brother's passing. But, to do so means going deep within the bane of his whole childhood existence...the church. Will he find the answers he seeks? And if he does, can he bear the burden of that knowledge?

The Warriors of Light

The next morning, I missed training, sleeping in due to the Pope. I sat at the table thinking of my next move, drinking my regular coffee as I searched the web. No signs of Johnny Stan online. My only option would be to go to the police station and hassle them for whatever they knew.

There was a knock on the door. I stood to answer it. Mallory stood there looking sympathetic and apologetic as she walked in nervously securing her purse. There was this awkward silence between us. I could tell there was something on her mind, something she was afraid to tell me.

/"Are the girls alright? I’m sorry if I scared them last night…/"

Chapter9