Thomas Sniegoski - Walking In the Midst of Fire

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Remy Chandler, angel private investigator, is trying his damnedest to lead a normal life in a world on the verge of supernatural change. He’s found a new love—a woman his dog, Marlowe, approves of—and his best human friend is reluctantly coming to grips with how...unusual...Remy’s actions can be. And he’s finally reached a kind of peace between his true angelic nature and the human persona he created for himself so very long ago.
But that peace can’t last—Heaven and the Legions of the Fallen still stand on the brink of war. Then one of Heaven’s greatest generals is murdered, and it falls to Remy to discover who—or what—might be responsible for the death, which could trigger the final conflict...a conflict in which Earth will most certainly be the beachhead.
The deeper he digs, the further he goes into a dark world of demonic assassins, secret brothels, and things that are unsettling even to a being who has lived since time began. But it is not in his nature—angelic or human—to stop until he has found the killer, no matter the personal price...

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“Go on,” Remy told them. “I think I need to see this.”

He could hear the hobgoblin begin to protest, but Remy ignored him, shedding his human visage as he walked in the midst of fire.

He didn’t know why he wanted to stay, but he felt that he should, to show in some way how sorry he was that this had happened.

The fire swirled around him with hurricane force, and he watched as the buildings that had stood upon the island since it was a coal-mining facility and prison camp began to crumble and were soon scoured from the earth.

“I knew that he would betray me,” said a voice beside him within the fire.

Remy turned in disbelief to see the forms of Gareth and the children, standing there, untouched by the Archangel’s cleansing fires.

“But I’d hoped that he wouldn’t,” Gareth said.

“Are you real?” Remy asked, knowing how stupid the question was, but still needing to know.

“Yeah,” Gareth replied.

“Are you ghosts?”

The young man shook his head. “They really didn’t kill me; I just made them all think that they did. . . . I wanted to see if the angel would keep his part of the bargain.”

“He didn’t,” Remy said. “And come to think of it, neither did I.”

“What are you talking about?” Gareth asked.

“I promised to keep you safe,” Remy said.

The boy shrugged, the fire swirling around him and the kids, but doing no damage.

“You did what you could.”

“It wasn’t enough.”

He shrugged again. “It was more than most did for us.”

The air became full of flying pieces of concrete and other debris that were eventually reduced to powder by the intensity of Michael’s divine maelstrom.

“So you’re not ghosts,” Remy said. “And you’re all fine?”

“The kids are a little spooked, but they’ll be all right.”

“You did this?” Remy asked. “You made the angels think that they slaughtered you and the children?”

“Yeah,” Gareth said. “Give them what they want and they’ll leave you alone.”

“You can’t ever let them know that you’re still alive,” Remy stressed.

“That’s the intention,” Gareth answered.

“Good,” Remy said as the fires of Heaven swirled around them. “Any idea where you’ll go?”

“No,” Gareth answered. “But I’m sure we’ll know when we find it.”

The firestorm appeared to be dying, the island city of Gunkanjima leveled to the scorched and now-barren ground.

“You should get out of here,” Remy stated as the fires died down. “Wouldn’t want all your efforts to go to waste.”

Gareth moved closer to the children.

“You’re not like the others, are you?”

Remy shook his head. “No . . . no, I’m not.” Now more than ever before.

“That’s a good thing,” Gareth stated, lifting his arms as if to embrace his brothers and sisters. “But it’s also dangerous.”

Remy understood exactly what Gareth meant, his final words echoing in the dwindling fire as the children left their past, on a journey to their future.

“You be careful, Remy Chandler,” Gareth warned. “’Cause there might come a day when they’ll come for you.”

* * *

The fires eventually died, and Remy stood alone on the barren surface of the place once called Battleship Island.

Nothing remained standing—nothing was left alive.

The island had been scoured of life.

For a brief instant he wondered what people would say when the condition of the island was discovered. How would they explain it? Bizarre atmospheric conditions resulting in multiple lightning strikes? A hidden pocket of methane gas beneath the surface of the former coal-mining facility suddenly igniting as a result of a particularly brutal storm?

The wrath of God?

Remy looked to the sky to see that the Archangel was still there, hovering over what he had wrought, looking down at Remy standing among the ashen remains.

Their eyes touched and Remy once again heard Gareth’s words.

“You be careful, Remy Chandler. . . .”

And then the Archangel was gone, leaving behind only a distant rumble of thunder.

A hint of a storm in the distance.

A hint of a storm to come.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

The early morning sun found its way beneath the drawn window shades, chasing away the darkness, gradually revealing the carnage that had occurred overnight.

Mulvehill was propped against the living room wall, afraid to move, not sure of the extent of his injuries, fearing that even the slightest movement might reveal something he wasn’t prepared to deal with.

He cautiously turned his head to the right to look at the still form that lay there as he searched for signs of movement—anything to show that his attacker might be alive.

The body remained unnaturally still, but these days he could never be sure.

The rising sun was slowly drawing back the curtains of night. He could see now that there was blood everywhere, spattering the walls and furniture.

Covering his hands.

Staccato images of the violence he’d been a part of appeared inside his head, causing him to gasp. He’d dove into the darkness of his living room, the muzzle flashes from his gun giving him an idea of where his target was.

And what it was that he was facing.

The light of dawn gave him the courage to look down again. His hands were black with blood, the foul coppery scent surprisingly enough to make his stomach rumble noisily as it wafted up into his nostrils. It seemed like forever since he’d pulled the Hungry-Man dinner from the microwave.

Mulvehill carefully moved his fingers, waiting for pain but feeling only minor discomfort, and a tightening of the flesh where the dark blood had dried.

The monster’s blood.

In the blasts from his weapon he’d seen it: a pale-skinned monster dressed in a hooded cloak that seemed to be made from the darkness that filled the apartment. It had been coming toward him, closer and closer in the staccato flashes of gunfire. In one of its hands it was holding something, a weapon of some kind that appeared to be made from yellowed bone.

And the monster had pointed it directly at him.

Mulvehill felt his heart race, his breaths coming in short gasps. He forced himself to move. His shirt was covered in blood, both his own and foreign. He could feel the scratches on his arms, recalling with increasing clarity how the fight with his attacker had evolved.

He’d fired his weapon more, but the monster had managed a shot or two at him.

Mulvehill could still hear the odd sound, like a loud cough, as something spat at him.

At full speed he had thrown himself to where he thought his attacker would be. He’d connected with the coffee table, sending himself sprawling to the floor and his firearm flying from his hand.

He looked around to the patches of sunlight and saw the Glock where it had landed on the floor in the corner, beside the overturned coffee table.

He was tempted to go for it, as he eyed the body that remained so very still beside him.

Just in case.

He remembered the feel of the rough fabric of the monster’s cloak as his fingers had closed around it. Holding on for dear life, he had pulled upon the clothing, dragging himself up on top of the monster, even as it had tried to escape him. He remembered the sound of the strange weapon, the blasts of fetid air that struck the walls of the living room with a force very much like the snap of a bullwhip.

The monster had struggled to throw him off, but Mulvehill had known that to relinquish his hold was to give up his life. It was as simple as that.

And he’d fought too hard of late to give up this life now.

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