Chapter 24
INT. - REVEREND STERLING'S MANSION - AFTERNOON
Mary answered her question before Sterling could stop her. Not that there was much he could say to refute it. Gerri already knew the answer. But her gut? It never led her wrong before.
"Reverend Sterling made sure Curtis worked with the demons," Mary said. "As a missionary, to befriend and assist those still possessed." Sure, that was the reason. Gerri turned to glare at the angry man while Mary went on. "He was the perfect one to do it, since he's been freed himself of the yoke of the devil."
But there was no guilt in him, just grief.
Just grief.
Gerri snarled to herself. Because the boy didn't think what he did was wrong. He was just sad he had to do it. She could have taken Sterling's throat out with her teeth, she was so furious. Instead, she got in the man's face and pressed a finger into his chest, gently, so he couldn't cry police brutality later.