Evil Agreement (30 page)

“But, what about their master, can’t he read everyone’s mind?
He must be able to tell them what is going to happen?”

“No, dear. Their master, Moloch, can only know what is
happening on this earth through the senses of his minions. He too can’t read
just anybody’s mind. He has to be invited in first.”

“Then it should be easy. All we have to do is just not let
him or his followers into our minds.”

“I wish it were that simple. Moloch is very powerful. The
coven member’s devil partners are, too. They all use tricks and deceptions to
try to knock you off guard. Then, when you are distracted or confused, they
will try to get you to invite them in. They can disguise themselves as one of
your friends, a relative, a pet, or someone you might trust. They will tempt
you until you give in. They are relentless.”

“Then how can Aaron possible succeed against Moloch’s
powers?”

“He is a Powell, with his own special powers passed down to
him by his ancestors. What he must now contribute is free will and courage. I
believe he is strong enough on both fronts. It will remain to be seen whether
he uses them wisely.”

“I’m afraid for him.”

“
Korie
, don’t be afraid for him,
just be strong for him.”

“You’re his guardian angel. Why can’t you go with him and
protect him?”

“Because, as his ancestors before him, and the other families
throughout human history who have faced this challenge, he too, must battle
alone. He will soon have to make a choice between good and evil. God imbued
humankind with free will. So it is that Aaron will be called upon to freely
choose. Only he can make that choice. While it is true that I have journeyed
alongside him and his family for many years, for this, it is God’s will the chosen
one must stand alone.”

“I hope we’re all ready for this.”

“I agree, child.”

“Now we wait for darkness, then as I said earlier, we have to
save a young girl from the clutches of those evil parasites.”

“Will Aaron be back by then?” asked
Korie
.

“Maybe he will, maybe he won’t. It’s in his hands
Korie
. We’re just going to have to trust him.”

Swallowing hard
Korie
said, “I hope
that you’re right about all of this.”

“Hope and pray, child, hope and pray to God Almighty that we
defeat Lucifer and Moloch and all the coven members here in Sutton.”

“I will.”

“
Shhhhhh
!” said Miss Beacon as she
put her right index finger up to her lips to signal for silence.

“Someone’s here!” said Miss Beacon.

Miss Beacon quickly moved to the kitchen window, looking
north along the road that passed her property. Bob
Senecal’s
tow truck was making a U-turn in the road. It left her place, heading north
away from town.

Miss Beacon half ran down the hallway towards the front door.
She turned and in a whispered voice said, “Stay in the kitchen.”

Korie
moved to the hallway entrance
to the kitchen, and took up a position so she could listen to whatever was
about to take place.

Miss Beacon waited at the front door. There was a single
knock, then a pause followed by a succession of heavier knocks.

Miss Beacon waited a moment before she opened the door. She
placed herself squarely in the doorway entrance. She made no effort to open the
screen door. However, whoever was standing there on the porch side pulled the
screen door open.

“Afternoon, Miss Beacon. I’m sure you remember me. I’m
Phyllis Atkins. I’m a local realtor, and this is...”

“Shirley Carter, yes, hello,” said Miss Beacon as she
extended her hand and shook hands with the two women.

“To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit ladies?”

“Well, Miss Beacon, I do appreciate that you are a business
woman, and as such, you are most correct to ask us to get to the point of our
little visit,” said Phyllis.

“And that point is?” asked Miss Beacon.

“We’re heading up a committee of local business leaders,
looking into the possibility of starting up some sort of welcoming service for
any newcomers to our quaint little Vermont community. Don’t you think that it
is a good idea?” asked Phyllis.

Miss Beacon noticed that Shirley’s eyes were roaming about,
as she not too subtly scanned for some sign of anyone else inside.

“It might be a good idea. Look I really don’t have the time
right now to discuss this, perhaps another time,” said Miss Beacon, as she
tried to pull the screen door closed.

Phyllis held firmly to the screen door outside handle. She
had a cold stare, which she fixed squarely on Miss Beacon, searching for some
sign of weakness, some area that could be exploited to perhaps get her to
invite her and Shirley Carter inside.
              

“But we were hoping you could join us weren’t we, Shirley?”

“Why yes, Miss Beacon, you would fit right in.”

“No thanks. Look I have some work to do. I was in the middle
of sorting out some curios that just arrived from downstate and really must. .
.”

“It’s so hot Miss Beacon. Could you perhaps spare us girls a
cold glass of ice water or perhaps some tea?” said Phyllis Atkins.

“I would like to but I ah...ah...ah,” Miss Beacon’s eyes
squeezed shut as she lets loose with a powerful sneeze that managed to spray
spittle upon the two women standing in her doorway.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, really, I think I’m coming down with one
of those nasty summer colds. I’m sure I could make some fresh ice tea for you
ladies, ah...ah...ah
choo
,” sneezed Miss Beacon once
more.

This time however, the two women managed to have backed
themselves up in time, to avoid the brunt of the spray of spittle. Shirley
Carter put her hands up to her face to cover her mouth. Phyllis Atkins covered
her own mouth with the back of her left hand.

“You do seem a bit pale, Miss Beacon. Perhaps we could come
back again, when you are feeling better,” said Phyllis.

“You’re probably right. I am feeling a little weak. Later
then.”

Phyllis released her grip on the screen door handle as she
and Shirley turned and walked down the front steps to Phyllis’ car.

“I hope you feel better real soon,” said Shirley as she gave
a wave to Miss Beacon, before she settled into the passenger side of the car.

Miss Beacon waved back from behind the closed screen door.

Phyllis Atkins started up the car and under her breath she
said, “Fucking old maid. She’s faking that cold. There’s no doubt she’s hiding
something. I’d like to rip her fucking heart out with my bare hands,” she said
from behind clenched teeth, as she pulled the car out of the driveway.

“Well?” asked Shirley.

“Well, what?”

“Aren’t you going to ask me if I noticed anything, or are you
too busy planning to rip out the old lady’s heart?”

“Well, did you?” asked an exasperated Phyllis.

“Didn’t see anything, but I sure smelled something,” said
Shirley tapping the side of her nose.

“Yeah, what?”

“There’s another woman in there with her. She’s young and
she’s afraid,” said Shirley with a wide smile.

“Afraid? What else?”

“Well, once my trusty nose sniffed her out, I was able to
mentally search her out. I tell you she’s got a strong mind, that’s for sure.
She was hiding and listening to us, and she suspects we’re members of the
coven.”

“Well, it looks like we’re on to something here. We should go
report to Samuel and see if he wants us to try again.”

The two coven members drove down the road feeling pretty
proud of themselves.

Meanwhile, back at Mother Nature’s, Miss Beacon watched the
car drive away until it was out of sight. Then she closed and locked the front
door.

***

Aaron pulled the Land Rover to a stop. He parked in front of
the large white house with a wrap around, open porch. The house was set on top
of the small hill behind two rows of single story motel units which Judy
Perillo
owned. There were forty motel rooms in the two
rows. At the end of the first row was the motel office with a sign in the front
window indicating the motel was closed until September first.

Aaron got out of the Land Rover and quickly moved over to the
passenger side door. Judy had already opened the door before he arrived. She
sat on the edge of the front seat, extending her arms out to Aaron.

She held onto his neck as he held onto her. He used his hip
to close the Land Rover door. Aaron went up the front steps and moved to the
front door.

“It’s unlocked,” said Judy.

“Really?” said Aaron.

“Look,” said Judy as she reached down with her right arm and
turned the door handle, opening the door. She pushed it wide open.

Aaron carried her inside.

“In there,” she said pointing to the living room. She used
her left hand to close the front door.

Aaron carried her into the living room and gently lowered her
unto the camel-backed couch.

Judy managed to hold onto Aaron for an extra moment. Her
hands caressed his neck. He looked down at her. Judy’s eyes locked onto
Aaron’s.

He stood up.

“Well, I guess you’ll be okay now that you’re home.”

“How can I possibly thank you for all you’ve done?” said
Judy, as she reached out and took his right hand with both of hers.

“No thanks are necessary, really,” said Aaron. Standing over
her gave him a good viewing angle for her ample breasts. He could see deep into
her spandex top, past the swells of her breasts. He felt himself blushing.

“You’ve done so much for me already, I hate to have to ask
you for another favor,” she said with a pouting expression.

“Ask away.”

“Well, could you be a dear, and get my mail for me? It’s in
the mailbox down next to the road. I forgot to ask you to stop when we
arrived.”

“Sure, I’ll be right back.”

Aaron turned and headed outside to get the mail. When he
stepped outside he noticed he had an erection. She was an incredible looking
woman. Certainly more attractive than any woman he had ever met. He stopped in
front of the mailbox, removed several envelopes, closed the mailbox door, and
headed back up to the house. As he walked back to the house, Bob
Senecal
drove past in his tow truck. He spotted Aaron
immediately. He picked up the CB microphone from its hook on the dash and
flipped on the CB radio. He would radio in and report Judy was successful in
connecting with the Powell male.

When Aaron reentered the house, he headed back into the
living room to find Judy standing up with a tray in her hands. The tray had a
pitcher of lemonade and two glasses. Judy seemed to be favoring her injured
foot.

“You caught me,” said Judy with a surprised tone in her
voice. “I wanted to offer you some hospitality. Are you angry with me? Maybe
I’m being too…oh, I don’t know.”

“Presumptive?” said Aaron in an effort to finish her
sentence.

“That sounds better than pushy,” said Judy giggling in a
little girl sort of way. “Please stay for some lemonade!”

“Okay, I’ll have just one glass!”

“Good.”

He sat down on the couch.

Judy bent over and put the tray down on the coffee table
directly in front of him. He got another look at her ample breasts.

Shit, they seem bigger,
he thought.

Judy hobbled over to the couch, and sat down next to Aaron,
on his right side. She put her left hand half way up his right thigh, as she
reached for the pitcher of lemonade. She managed to give his thigh, a gentle
squeeze.

Aaron now experienced a full fledge erection.

Judy poured two glasses and handed one to Aaron. She offered
her glass up and they clicked them together.

“To fate it is,” said Aaron.

Aaron drank some of the lemonade. The flavor exploded inside
of his mouth. It was undoubtedly the best tasting lemonade he had ever
experienced.

“I can’t help but noticing, you’re not wearing a wedding
ring,” said Judy as she swept her blond hair from her eyes.

“That’s right. I’m not married.”

“Seeing someone?” said Judy smiling.

A strong whiff of her perfume suddenly breezed past his face,
igniting his olfactory senses. His erection seemed to grow, if that is
possible.

“Uh. . .Yeah.. I have a good friend. She and I…are…”

Judy reached up and touched his lips with her right index
finger.

“
Sh
…
sh
,
say no more. I understand. I’m not a home wrecker.”

Her finger felt hot against his lips. Sexy hot. Before he
realized what he was doing, he kissed her finger.

Judy pulled her finger away and then, after putting her glass
on the coffee table, she tried to stand up. She again put her left hand on his
right thigh as she pushed herself to her feet. She wobbled for a moment, and
then fell back down, right into Aaron’s lap.

He recognized she was about to fall and held his arms apart,
trying not to spill any of the lemonade in his glass on her beautiful couch.

When her body landed on his, it seemed to him she was burning
up with fever. He could feel heat radiating from her body. She turned towards
him and looked down into his eyes. He saw in her eyes an unmistakable look of
lust. He tried to look away. His eyes looked downward and there, just less than
an inch from his chin, were her breasts. Her nipples were all too obviously
hard as they strained against the spandex.

She reached over and took his glass away, and put it with her
own on the coffee table. As she reached towards the coffee table with her back
to him, her buttocks settled down into his lap, firmly against his now highly
aroused body.

She again turned to face him. She was smiling at him. He
sheepishly smiled back.