Along with tossing his wife over his shoulder and running for the fucking hills if need be.
Trust and believe.
“We were just going over the people who might be carrying this entity,” Julian stated, as they walked around their friends’ home.
Honor was curious.
“What did you come up with?” she asked. “Because we were going over the names, too, and nothing is connecting. That seems to be the issue from the start.”
Tori went there before her husband could share.
“By any chance did you guys look at any suicides that happened in Utah? You know, since this thing has been tracking Genesis?”
Both of them stopped dead in their tracks.
“Uh, no,” Bishop said. “Because we didn’t know it was following Genesis until we were vetted in by Avalon. We can start doing that, though.”
That was probably a good idea.
Julian shared what they’d discussed.
“We were plagued with a darkness when we were out there. It was demonic, and one of our employees had played games with it.”
Oh, they knew the lore.
Everyone who worked with, or was part of the Littlemoon family, knew about Julian’s penchant to hate anything Nyx-related. She’d burned them by doing some dark things.
“You think that you encountered it out there?” Bishop asked.
Tori nodded.
“It disappeared when we ran from that area, and now it’s back. If this person is psychic, and was in the static like Avalon Carter, who's to say it didn’t know that this was all going to happen?” she asked. “What if it was testing us, and learning?”
That was a good point.
They were dealing with a strong psychic who wanted to end Oracle so it could have the darkness take over. The static was a bottomless pit of souls to snack on.
“That’s wild,” Bishop stated. “You crossed paths with it before, so it’s familiar to you.”
Well, putting it that way really made Julian twitchy.
It was also why they couldn’t run.
It would keep finding them.
“Yeah, tell me about it. I don’t like that part,” he admitted. “If that’s the case, that tells me it likely knows how we work. It’s not only been studying Genesis, but it’s been studying us for years, and likely because it knew we’d help her.”
Yeah, that was bad.
For all of them.
When Tori covered her ears, and Julian did the same, both cops stared at them.
They were hearing something they weren’t.
“What?” Honor asked.
Julian cringed.