Jeremy looked at the house and shook his head.
What am I doing? he wondered. I should just check myself into a hospital.
He knew his entire life had been a lie, and the life of his brother. They were lepers. The cardinal had used them. Instead of giving them medical treatment, instead of giving them normal lives, he had used them.
And now Maury was gone.
Because of a book.
Jeremy looked at the black portfolio under his arm.
I’m going to do this one thing. One more thing, so the church doesn’t win. So those bastards Azazel and Shemhazai don’t win. This is for Maury.
He glanced nervously up and down the street. He was pleased that the homes were so private in this area. Finally, he started up the steps to the front door.