Page 51 of The White Rider
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m a priest and an inventor,” Dice said.
I snorted.
“And Asher keeps telling meI’mblasphemous?!”
“Wait for it. This is Dice’s favorite game. Let it play out.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’ve long suspected there was going to be a demon attack against our savior. I’ve been planning for it. I saw the carnage in there. It didn’t have to go down like that. I’ve built a device that will disburse Holy Water in the air. I just need to say the right words, and it will reveal her if she’s still here. It will be painful for her, and she will be suffering so much that we’ll easily be able to catch her. I can either exorcise the demon out of her then and there, or we can burn her.”
“Hedid not!”I shrieked.
Leif held up his fist, and I bumped it.
“He totally did. Diceadoresthis game. Don’t let Asher fool you because he does too. Asher loves role-playing games. If he’s not so pissed off he brings his wings out, he’s done this before too.”
“What are they going to say at their trials when they wake up and think a Holy Water bomb knocked them out? Are they all seriously going to use the defensethe devil made me do it?”
“Maybe. But once they are out, a team of cherubs will scrub the Oval Office of any trace of demons. There won’t be a single shred of proof. Isaiah’s research is all based on science. None of it ties back to angels and demons. The only way they could link you to the blood used to create the Rage Mutation is if they sequenced yours and Isaiah’s and found the paternal link. Isaiah doesn’t have DNA samples anywhere. The only way I was able to get my hands on one was because I made Aeron go through his trash!”
I giggled.
“I’ll bet you enjoyed that.”
“If Dice had been called yet, I would have sent him with Aeron.”
I kissed Leif on the cheek. I was glad I had a moment alone with him in all this craziness.
“I’m going to have so much fun punking those two with you, aren’t I?”
“We have to be careful though, because Aeron has no sense of humor and really can’t take a joke. It can’t be obvious.”
“Are these assholes actually going to chloroform themselves because they think it’s Holy Water?”
“Speedy, theyalwaysdo.”
Dice must have gotten his device out. I heard him chanting something.
“What’s he saying?”
“He’s calling them all kinds of variations of pig fuckers in Latin. We know all languages that have been spoken in the entirety of human history, but Latin is the only one you can speak in front of these people without them shrieking that American’s speak English.”
Dice’s chanting raised to shouting, and the next thing I knew, Asher, Dice, and Aeron were in the room with us. Asher and Dice fist-bumped and laughed.
“I wonder if that is eventually not going to work,” Asher laughed.
Aeron fist-bumped Dice too.
“One of these days, you’re going to try that in front of someone who actually knows Latin.”
Dice just shrugged.
“Not in America. Some people here think it’s communist to be bilingual.”
“Not everyone,” I pointed out. “I speak a little Spanish and want to be a lot more fluent. I’m sure if there were a real priest or nun out there, they would have known what you were saying.”
