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The less they knew, the better.
Where was Levi?
I walked to the doors. I opened one. It squeaked loudly and I found a smaller room with one thin window near the ceiling, and several empty and broken shelves along the walls. A storage room?
I opened the other one and found a dark and wide corridor with a handful of doors. I searched for a switch on the wall, since this corridor had no windows and the doors were all closed, but when I found it, it didn’t work.
“Levi?” I called.
Nothing.
Using the flashlight from my phone, I started down the corridor and tried every single door. Four of them were locked, and only the last one wasn’t.
I pushed the door open, this time silent, and stepped into a wide room with a vaulted ceiling. It looked like an abandoned plant equipped with broken assembly lines and empty crates.
In the center of the room a figure was tied to a metal column, much like the first demon I had seen in Houston.
But this time it wasn’t a demon.
It was an angel.
My blood went cold, and Levi, who had been looming over the beaten angel, turned to me.
He straightened and put his game face on. “Awake, sweetheart?”
I snapped out of my stupor and marched to him, anger boiling in my veins. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I snatched one of the angels who were after you, sweetheart.” He dared to sound proud! “You’re a Cherubin, right? I think he’s a Cherubin.”
I glanced at the angel, and a quick wave of relief coursed through me when I didn’t recognize him. Not that it made this better, but at least I wouldn’t be facing a former friend.
The angel groaned, his eyes half closed and unseeing. He had silver-blond hair cut short, fair skin, but that was all I could make out of his features underneath the bruises on his face. His body was slumped forward, and if it weren’t for the magical ropes, he would be passed out on the floor.
If I had to guess, I would say he had probably graduated from Guardian Academy not long ago, and the pitiful thing had already been captured by an evil demon and beaten to a pulp.
“You shouldn’t have done that,” I snarled.
“Why not? They are hunting you, sweetheart. I need to know all of the details so I can protect you, and the only way to do that was to get one of them.”
While I was passed out on that filthy couch, Levi had hunted the angels.
It was sickening.
“If he’s a Cherubin,” and he looked like one, “he probably doesn’t know anything! He’s a grunt the higher levels order around. You got an innocent angel, my kind, and you’re just letting your anger out!”
Levi scoffed. “There are no innocent angels, sweetheart.”
“What the hell are you implying? That I’m as bad as they are saying?”
“Maybe you are.”
“Do you even hear yourself?”
“I didn’t change, sweetheart. You’re the one who pretended not to hear me, not to see me, for the past few days.”
I flinched.
That was it. Maybe I had seen only what I wanted to see and ignored the rest. Because a person, or a demon, with a sliver of good in his heart, wouldn’t be doing this to another being, no matter how evil they were.
