Blood drained from their faces as they turned as white as that of Obed. Some wanted to say something, but their throats sealed shut, no word came out for three breaths.
The Saxon spirit couldn't help thinking that it was no wonder she was smelling something damp and sour, demons had a hand in this.
"This....this is why I fucking hate you Obed. We asked for important information and your tiny dead brain could not come up with...demons!!" Maureen attempted to slap him but again, she slapped the air.
"Pheebs, slap him." She commanded.
"I would be happy to but that is not going to get us anywhere. What the hell do you mean by that Obed, what demon?" Phoebe's chest heaved, anger that she was suppressing wanted to escape and explode all over Obed. Even after she had asked him to.be transparent with her, the fool had chosen to keep important facts to himself.
