Back Rage and Ruin
Chapters (51)
  1. Cover
  2. Back Cover Text
  3. Praise for Storm and Fury
  4. About the Author
  5. Booklist
  6. Dedication
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  50. Acknowledgments
  51. Excerpt from White Hot Kiss by Jennifer L. Armentrout

“Or it could be of angelic origin.” I still believed that was the answer. Danika looked at me, expression thoughtful. “I mean, has anyone ever seen angelic writing?”

“Does angelic writing exist?” Zayne asked.

“I haven’t seen it.” Gideon opened the laptop.

I arched a brow, thinking the same could be said about me. “Just because we haven’t seen something doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.”

“That is also a good point.” Danika tipped her head as she looked at me. I thought I caught a hint of speculation.

I looked to the screen Gideon was pulling up, realizing that I should keep quiet at this point. The fact that I was even here while they were discussing this was suspicious.

“I was able to tap into the security cameras around the cathedral, and while I wasn’t able to catch a single glimpse of this thing, I did find something interesting.”

Disappointment surfaced as Zayne came around to stand on the other side of Gideon. Catching the Harbinger on camera, even if it was just a glimpse, would’ve been something.

“See this?” Gideon pointed at the screen. It was surprisingly clear black-and-white film of the street and the church. Half of its steeple was visible. “Look at the top here, on the right.”

I stared, unable to see what he was pointing at.

“9:10 p.m.,” Zayne murmured. “See it.”

Gideon hit Play. “This camera is outside Morton’s. Keep a close eye once it clicks over to 9:11.”

Biting down on the nail of my forefinger, I squirmed as the burst of guilt whipped through me. That was the restaurant we’d been at.

Suddenly the video feed flashed a brilliant, intense white, as if a bomb had gone off and kept exploding.

“Hold up.” Zayne leaned forward at the waist. “What is that?”

“Don’t know. Lasts for about thirty seconds and then—” The video feed returned to normal. “And then there’s...yeah, there’s Morgan.”

I drew a sharp breath, able to make out just enough of the large body, arms outstretched, to know what I was seeing.

“Show them the others,” Danika urged.

“I got feeds from the District, Chase Bank and a retail store.” Clicking on his computer, he brought up another feed, this one a sideways view of the church. “The same happens.”

And it did.

On each video feed, the same thing happened. The screen turned white for thirty seconds, and when the visual returned, the Warden was staked to the church.

“It’s some kind of interference.” Gideon leaned back. “It hit all the cameras that had the church within view. None of the cameras facing the other directions are affected. I checked them all.”

Zayne let out a low breath, straightening. “I don’t know what to think.”