Insatiable - Chapter 2 - Dark Divulgence
Date: 7/28/2024,
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... continued to drone in his ear. He'd already hung up the receiver once and dialed again. Either his timing was unlucky or Father Enjami was being overly suspicious.
“C'mon Father, pick up.”
The buzzing continued for several more rings until the call was finally answered.
“Hello?”
“Hey Father” the hunter spoke in utter exhaustion.
“Reynauld? I'm sorry, I didn't recognize the number.”
“Yeah, I'm at a bar. Didn't want to chance it with my own phone.”
“Have you been drinking? What's going on?” The concern in the old man's voice was evident.
“Oh yeah, I've had a few, but I'm not drunk if that's what you're asking. We have a situation.”
“A situation? There's a nest in Tumwater?”
“A big one by the looks of it. And they got Rosa.”
“What?!? How???”
“They got a beat on us. Grabbed her when we were separated.”
“If you weren't there, how do you know?”
“They slipped a note under my door earlier today. Says if I don't show up tonight, unarmed, we'll never see her again.”
“Show up where? You know where they're holding her?”
“It's called the Scarlet Sanctum. We staked it out the other day.”
“Reynauld, listen to me. I want you to wait until I call in backup. You'll go in together to sweep and clean.”
“Backup? What backup? We both know there's no fucking backup! There aren't enough people to cover the current assignments. Besides, Rosa doesn't have that much time!”
“Whatever they're going to do to her, they've already done. And if the ...
... nest is as big as you're saying, you can't go in alone. There's no point! It's too risky.”
“You don't know that and the risk is mine to take. I'm gonna get her back.”
“Reynauld, this is foolish! Do you think that's what your daughter would want? For you to throw your life away?!?”
“Don't do that, Father. Don't talk about the dead in hypotheticals. It's a shitty thing to do.”
Father Enjami let out a heavy sigh. Reynauld listened to the background chatter of bar patrons and televisions as he waited for the priest to accept his decision and grant his blessing. After several long seconds of silence, he was done waiting.
“I couldn't save Ophelia, but I might be able to save Rosa. I'm going in. If you don't hear from me in forty eight hours, you know what to do.”
“Wait! REYNAULD!”
*CLICK*
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The candles were lit. The altar was set. All that remained was the offering.
Cassandra sat in the dark before the collection of engraved stones, burning incense, flickering candlelight and a large, empty bowl. It had been months since she last attempted the sacred rite of Blood Communion. It was best not to trouble the ancestors too often. If you did, they might stop answering. Or worse.
Now was the perfect time. Kayden had gone home to pack some things and inform his friends and family of his plans; or at least some version of them. The fact that he would soon be a full time resident was why Cassie now sat, cross legged, in her basement dungeon. She wasn't ...