Death Incarnate - Chapter 30

For the last few hours he had done nothing more than stare out of the window. The Virginia countryside whipped by, but his mind was elsewhere.

When James had woken up from his deep slumber, he had called Eliza and explained what had happened. Naturally, she freaked and was distraught over his safety. He didn’t want to worry her, though, so he just told her he was fine—which he was, if you didn’t take into account the two broken ribs, four deep gashes that would probably need stitches, and sprained wrist.

Well, he consoled himself, she’ll see it all soon enough.

After much contemplation, Tres’s dad decided to forgo telling his wife about the incident as she would not likely understand the situation. “Sometimes,” Charlie had told James, “I still wonder whether or not she believes in the truth.” Both Tres and Matt were strong boys, and knew that keeping the whole thing a secret was in their mother’s best interest. Undoubtedly, the younger boy would have issues dealing with the trauma