Page 20 of The White Rider
“We were confused and duped. We—”
“Save it,” Leif snapped. “If you can stand, help us tie them up. They’ll be guests with you while we move our plans to the next step. We ask that you treat them with more kindness than they treated you.”
Asher turned to the beaten women who were making their way over to us.
“It should go without saying that the whole angel thing needs to be a secret.”
“Something you should have thought about before you popped your wings out. Again! One of these days, you’re going to that in front of a cellphone,” Dice snapped.
“We’ll keep your secret,” Pepper said. “We’re honestly grateful to have you.”
“I guess that answers my questions about how you can do the things you can do, but if angels are real… why are there only four of you here?”
The woman who cried out when she saw Daria stepped forward.
“I know. I went to catholic school growing up. Think about what’s going on. If Isaiah is really the Antichrist, then that would make you all the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. I thought you were the bad guys?”
Aeron kicked the door in and stepped through the empty frame, covered in gore. I swear, that angel lived to be covered in guts.
“We’re not bad. We’re just drawn that way.”
The Marthas started shrieking again at the sight of Aeron. I had a feeling it was going to be a million times worse when we got outside, and they saw the carnage he left in his wake.
“Really, Aeron?” Leif snapped. “I thought we were avoiding traumatizing the women any further. I know you burst in right then just so you could deliver that movie quote.”
Aerongrinned and shrugged. The women we rescued weren’t scared. They looked like they were pretty thankful Aeron just killed a bunch of Bubbas. It was the tormentors that were upset.
We had a large stash of pillowcases in Dice’s rucksack. He yanked it from his back and started distributing them so we could put them over the Marthas heads and get them out of here.
Pepper and Daria were pumped, especially now that they knew the truth about the Four Horsemen.
“What’s next? We want to help.”
“You can help us by keeping an eye on these women. The next part, we do alone. We will need the resistance's help when we are rounding up Bubbas for trials, but we aren’t there, not yet. Please don’t abuse these women, no matter what they did to you. We are better than that.”
“Done. But one day, you’re going to have to come by and explain all of this to us. You can imagine we have a million questions.”
Every single angel trained their eyes on Asher.
“Asher was the one who took his dick out. He can do the explaining.”
“Want to take a shower with me back at the hotel?” Aeron asked.
Every inch of Aeron was covered in gore, and that oddly turned me on. I hadn’t been getting any sex sharing the Washington Monument with Asher.
I was totally down to share a shower with Aeron.
Chapter 12
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ell, if we wanted the Bubbas scared enough to make a lot of bullets, Aeron had certainly made a good start on the steps of the cathedral. There were body parts everywhere. Don’t ask me how that head got that far away from the church steps. Knowing Aeron, he could have cut it off and punted it like a football.
I was glad the Marthas had pillowcases over their heads because I couldn’t deal with that ungodly shrieking any longer. Did they all still want to be called Martha? Now that they knew they’d backed the wrong horse, did they want their names back? If they could go back and do things over again, would they have given up their names and freedom for my father?
I still didn’t get it. I wasn’t remotely religious. My father only took me to church when he was trying to buy a preacher, and I always had to pretend I wasn’t his daughter. I wasn’t allowed to speak unless they spoke to me, and was always told I’d better not say anything to ruin his deal. I never went to church after I ran.
Even with my hodgepodge religious upbringing, I seemed to understand Jesus way better than these people that thought Isaiah was his second coming. I had my issues with organized religion, but I could get on board with the message he taught. The only book of the Bible I ever read was Revelations, after I met Aeron and Leif, but I was pretty sure it didn’t say anywhere in it that men had free rein to beat their wives and trade them like property.
