“What are you guys doing?”
Tony and I locked eyes. I waited for him to answer, but when it became obvious that he wasn’t going to, I looked back at the cultist and explained, “My friend Antonio here was just showing me the body of the guy he killed and put into the trunk of his car.”
A second passed, and the cultist said, “Right on. I’m going inside,” before walking back towards the front of the building.
















