Jingle Hells by Misty Evans Read Free Book Online

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research was at a standstill, I asked him for help. I figured if
anyone outside of the priests would know about heavenly entities,
he was my best bet. He told me some interesting things about dear
old Samson and the Erelim.”
    Like always, at the mention of the name, the
calico stood up and arched her back. She had just launched herself
out of Keisha’s lap when a shimmer of black materialized beside my
desk. A second later, a man and two women were standing there in a
triangle. The women were the same Siamese cat twins I’d met the
night before in the church. They took up glaring at me the same
way.
    “You.” I returned the glare. “I knew you
were magical. What are you doing here? Better yet, what are you
doing pretending to be church members at Immaculate
Conception?”
    They spoke in unison. “That is not your
concern.”
    The man stepped forward and held out what
looked like a miniature laptop. Instead of the usual Dell or HP
emblem on the cover, however, there was a stylized devil’s face
complete with horns. Lucifer had apparently branched out his
business product line. “Satan asked us to give this to you as a
replacement for the one you lost last night.”
    I glanced at Keisha out of the corner of my
eye. She looked as surprised as I felt. Only I had a good deal of
annoyance running through my veins as well. The twins were
obviously up to no good with the priest and I had a sudden urge to
defend him. “Why would Luc send the three of you to bring me a
present?”
    The man answered. “We are Elohim,
counterparts to the heavenly Thrones you inquired about last night.
We may be able to provide the answers you seek.” He set the netbook
on my desk. “Satan knew you would doubt us, so he is providing a
resource for you to validate our claims.”
    Keisha shot up out of the chair like her
bottom had been pinched. “Think I’ll go help Samson with that
tree.”
    One thing I admired about her was her
ability to abandon me at just the right moments. As the door shut
behind her, I decided to keep my interview short and to the point.
“All I want to know is who set Delilah up to take the rap for
Samson’s fall?”
    The three exchanged a look that made my
scalp tingle. Again, the man addressed me. “The Thrones of Heaven
and Hades.”
    It took a minute, but my brain cells finally
made the connection. “Good and evil worked together to ruin Samson
and Delilah’s love affair?”
    The three nodded as one and the tingle
spread down the back of my neck. “Do you do that often? Work
together to screw over humans?”
    There was no response from any of them this
time. I took that as a yes. “Why?”
    “As it is in Heaven and Hades, so it must be
on Earth,” the three of them chanted together. “The balance of
power must be kept in line. Lessons must be learned. Sacrifices
must be made.”
    The tingle turned into a full body shake. On
the heels of that, righteous anger flooded my chest. I stood,
pointing a finger at the man. “What was done to Samson and Delilah
should be righted.” I shifted my finger to point at each of the
twins in turn. “And if you so much as harm a hair on Father
Leonard’s head, I will bring you and your counterparts here to
Earth for a lesson you won’t soon forget. Do you understand
me?”
    As before, their response was unanimous.
They shimmered out of sight in a blur of black robes.
    Keisha burst through the door like she was
leading the cavalry. “Where are they? Where’d they go?”
    I was still shaking head to toe with fear
and anger. “Back to Hades, I guess.”
    “Now what are you going to do about Samson
and Delilah?”
    Skirting my desk, I put an arm around her
shoulders. “We, Keisha. What are we going to do?”
    Her bell earrings made tinkling noises as
she shook her head. “I have no idea.”
    Neither did I, but I wasn’t about to let
that stop me. “Mind if I invite Father Leonard to the winter
solstice party tonight?”
    “You’re going to invite a priest to