Chapter 158: He was talking too much
***Warning: Graphic description of decay and death***
The large screen up the van was filled with faces. His, Arlen, his police team, the person that he had seen Arlen with, and Asher.
Asher. At that moment, everything clicked, like scattered puzzles suddenly coming together.
The Infernal Covenant had 13 seats, 7 priests, and 6 priestesses, each one heading an organization.
"They are like the mythical Hydra, you cut off one head and another would just grow to replace and not all organizations of the Covenant are known, some are very hidden, and nobody knows what they do." Sage had said from where he was building a ship from candy.
"He is right. I have been to their meetings before. I was curious, well, the leaders don’t know each other. It would be very hard to find them but I would try."
"We are not doing this for free, right?" Sage had hurriedly added.
According to Malik, there were two organizations in the Infernal Covenant that he suspected of tracking Asher to get back. The Phantoms, a group of thieves, and the Vault, an organization that deals with blackmailing. A shapeshifter would be very useful in their operations.
Everything Ravi had heard and seen suddenly filled in the blanks for him.
Ravi looked up, "Are you guys the Phantom? You sent the dream to Asher?"
His icy voice soon drifted inside the van and walked along Helena’s nervous system like a cold blade.