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only going to get worse if he hadn’t figured his way out of his own mess yet. I kept my eyes fixed on Brandon to see if he was a part of the wickedness going on in that place, or if he was oblivious to it like so many down there. He used to attend that church when his father was still alive. Then I noticed how he refused to take the communion when it was offered to him, which I respected him for. It was not a healthy choice to partake of it in an unworthy manner, and that one hadn’t repented of his sins in years.

“At least this one has enough understanding not to completely disrespect your son, and the sacrifice he made for all mankind, Father,” I said under my breath.

As soon as the service concluded, his former pastor ran up to him like a shepherd who had finally found his long-lost sheep. The two exchanged a few words, and then they both exited the sanctuary. I quickly left the balcony as the pair made their way through the lobby. I descended the stairs and followed them through the people. I could sense some would eventually end up on my list, and none of them suspected they were not in good standing with God. But then again, Hell was filled with good people.

The two walked around the corner as I maneuvered through a pair of ushers who asked a couple if it was their first time visiting the church, and cautiously continued my pursuit. I poked my head around the corner and saw the two go into the pastor’s office. I decided to slip into the room and listen to their conversation, just in time to hear Brandon tell the pastor all about me. I hated it for Brandon when the pastor failed to believe him about the things Brandon said about me. I decided to make a hasty retreat to the parking lot after the pastor referred Brandon to the city records at the Black Castle. I picked up on the pastor’s desire to end the conversation he didn’t want to have.

“Brandon is a smart man, and I’m sure he will find what he’s looking for in those records,” I said to the Lord as I stood in the darkness and waited. Brandon charged out with the look of determination of a man fired up to find answers to haunting questions. He took off out of the parking lot, but he proceeded in the direction away from the Black Castle. That made sense because it was closed.

“You’re right, Father, this man does intrigue me. I have to see where he is going.” I checked the time and straightened my tie. “And I have plenty of time before my next appointment, so let’s see what he’s up to.”

I took to the sky and rode the winds to keep up with Brandon to his destination. I was surprised when Brandon parked in his spot by his building.

“Don’t tell me he is going to try and run to save his own skin, Father. I didn’t peg this one to be a coward, but I’ve seen the strongest of people resort to all sorts of things out of desperation when their life is on the line.”

I remained hidden safely in the spirit and walked next to Brandon as he entered his building and ran the stairs in twos to make it to his floor faster. I knew he lacked the ability to see in the spirit, so my presence was safely concealed from his sight. He never had a clue I stood right next to him the entire time, and I loved it. When he got to his door, he was so excited that he fumbled with his keys and the door lock three different times before he got it open. I however, passed through and waited for him on the other side.

“It’s about time you figured out how to use the door, Brandon,” I joked, and knew full well he couldn’t hear me. I still enjoyed saying it all the same.

I figured he would run into his tiny bedroom, and pack up what little he had left, and bolt out the door. However, he ran right past me to his desk, and unlocked the file cabinet drawer. He pulled up a tall stack of files and laid out nine individual folders on his desk. I walked over, more curious than ever to see what Mr. Farmer was up to.

He opened each one, and at the top was a picture of all of those involved in the court cases from all his troubles with Ron. He even had a file that contained information on himself. I had to hand it to the guy, he was truly good, and a little obsessed on collecting the information needed to get justice or revenge. I still wasn’t sure what he was truly after, and I don’t believe even he could tell someone what he truly wanted for all the parties that were involved in his downfall.

Brandon started to talk out loud, which he did often to organize his thoughts.

“Okay, if that Wrath guy went after Ron, then he must be going after everyone that was connected to him, and that includes me. Ron is dead and three others were killed from supposed mob hits. If I’m on that maniac’s list, then the Amaras must be on the list as well. Wrath said it went from the one with least to most authority.” Brandon rearranged the files in the proper order.

“So, then it must go Joey Abbate, Frankie, Enzo, then Skeeter himself, and finally me, since he said I was last on his list.” Brandon stood back and surveyed his work. The man was as good as I was told, for he had put it all together as far as my targets went. He arranged them in the proper order I would visit them.

“You’re right, Lord, he shows amazing potential. He may very well

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