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minimized, we’ll spend the weekend together.” He crawled onto the bed, his body hovering over hers, his member dangling down far enough to caress her labia. “We’ll have a good time without the effects of drugs. How does that sound?”
     
    She twisted her head back and forth, moaning behind the gag, bucking her hips.
     
    He lifted off her, picked up his clothes and began to dress.
     
    “No more streets for you, Eve. The rest of your life starts now. I am your savior.” He slipped a T-shirt over his head. “The men who offered you security, those pimps you paid, they won’t see you again. They’ll have to live off the backs of other whores. Trust me. You’ll like your new life. It’ll be warm, comfortable, and safe. Your new life will be nothing like the streets. And as much sex as I can physically have in a day will be nothing to the ten or fifteen random men you were sleeping with daily. Can’t you see? I’m doing you a favor here.”
     
    She moaned and kicked her feet.
     
    “It does no good to fight it. Soon enough you’ll be quiet on the inside. You’ll sleep. From here on in we’ll be like Adam and Eve in the Garden. Just you and me. Naked. No sin. Unless, of course, you tempt me.” He pointed at the large cage that housed his precious beast on the floor in the far corner. “That’s an African Rock Python. He’s just over twenty feet in length and weighs north of one hundred and fifty pounds.” He looked back at Eve. “Those things eat monkeys, crocodiles, dogs, goats, pigs and even deer. If you tempt me, as Eve tempted Adam, I may have to release the snake.” He spread his hands out wide. “It couldn’t be a complete Garden of Eden without the snake, now could it?” He lowered his hands to his side. “You’re what, a hundred pounds wet? Those things,” he pointed at the cage again, “have been known to kill ten-year olds. I read once that an African Rock had the capacity to eat a human. You wouldn’t want that serpent released in here while you’re tied up. He’s seriously hungry. Hasn’t eaten in over a month.”
     
    Mike grinned and turned away to slip into his shoes. For today’s kill, his job was done. The room downstairs was ready. Asbestos lined the walls and every inch of the room had been sealed. The sulfuric acid sat calmly, almost innocently, in its holding tank and the cyanide pellets awaited their mission. Everything he needed to place Father George into his homemade gas chamber was set up. Within hours, the world would be missing another priest.
     
    At the door, he turned back to Evelyn.
     
    “Be back shortly. Don’t go anywhere.” He laughed at his own joke.
     
    The look on Eve’s face was one of strain and effort. This was good. Suffering was good. It was what Lucifer had asked of him. Cause the most suffering he could and send the vilest to Hell. The first battle that ever took place was in Heaven when Satan was cast out and the angel had fallen. The last battle would take place on Earth with Satan and Mike at the helm.
     
    He closed the door and headed downstairs. The day was rife with possibilities and exciting adventures. The thought of watching Father George die made him feel like a kid again. His parents had been extremely religious. Fundamentally so. When they caught him hurting a frog, one of God’s creatures, they did not spare the rod. When they caught him reading, they did not spare the rod. And when they caught him using the Lord’s name in vain, they did not spare the rod.
     
    Mike wouldn’t spare the rod either.
     
    Satan’s staff was long and barbed and it spared no one.
     
    Just the way Mike liked it.
     

Chapter 5

    Sarah snapped awake and shook off the vestiges of her sister’s presence. The pen had made marks and indentations across the lower part of the wall. The first word was barely legible, but the second word could be read easily.
     
    “Mercedes?” Sarah asked out loud. “What could Vivian mean? And why not give me a