Prologue Saturday, 4 October 2003 As shadows threw obscure shapes over the ground, he looked at her sweet face. Innocent, beautiful, peaceful in repose. He wasn’t religious, but if a higher power did exist, he was envious. This exquisite creation was now in the arms of someone, or something, else. He’d followed her, studied her day and night, tracking her movements. She was so predictable. It had made his job easy; he’d been doing it long enough to know when someone was gulli

Chapter 2: Vision Quest ~ Dean realizes that he has a sacred mission to fill Dean felt a wave of heaviness in his eyes as sleep engulfed his body. The sound of distant drumming roused him. How long have I been out of it? He reached for his flashlight, which still didn’t work. “Damn curse!” He raked his fingers through his disheveled hair. The drumming got louder and louder, and Dean’s head pounded. God, what I wouldn’t give for some aspirin and a cold Coke. He rustled through

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