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"Very rude, I’m afraid," Bartholomew said

"I’hts," Bartholomew said

The Beckett family vault was ahead to their left, while the O’Haras had their small mausoleum farther on, toward the monument to the sailors of the Maine Kelsey’s family members were in a vault in the back section The ce was, so Kelsey simply followed Bartholoan to form here and there before her She saw at least ten spirits walking in the graveyard

She couldn’t help scanning the specters or spirits before her, hoping against hope

"There," Bartholohty or ninety His clothing had so of an Edwardian appearance to it, and he knelt down in prayer

"Slowly," Bartholomew said

They walked behind him

"Peter," Bartholomew said

The man looked up He saw Katie and Kelsey He stared at thele to his feet Bartholomew reached down to help him up

"You see me," he said Kelsey was surprised that he addressed her, rather than Katie

"Yes," she said softly

"Why? Why are you here?"

"People are dying, Peter," Bartholohost shook his head slowly "I tried to atone I knew that the hatred in my heart was so deep that it was the evil itself I did not s happen I made people believe that they could happen I had the book, the book of goodness against evil"

"In Defense froick," Kelsey said softly

He nodded "I prayed with it I prayed for those I hated, and those ere betrayed And I prayed for forgiveness, for the war took so many souls, and I added to the misery"

Kelsey moved closer to him "What about a man named Abel Crowley, Mr Edwards?"

He waved a hand impatiently in the air "A fake, a fraud! Athe war He ca to know about my rites and my sacrifices He wanted to be known as a wicked man, a Satanist He came to me as a friend, and I told him of many of my sins"

"What did you sacrifice?" Katie asked

"Goats, roosters, on the beach But they becaoats and roosters, and no more," Peter told them "Croas a fool--I doubt he had any relationship with Aleister Crowley He wanted to be revered and feared He opened his house to the desperate, and he told theh secret arts Only fools believed him He worked as many a voodoo priest or priestess or fortune hunter has worked He would gather information and pretend to see it, and then he would sell that inforether the very rich for a coven, and he took their money and caused theain "I’ But I have nothing to do with it now I learned Evil people will use fear and awe toKnow that, and don’t be afraid, and you will find the truth" He waved a hand in the air "There’s nothing else I can tell you," he said He turned

Bartholomew helped him back to his knees "Thank you, Peter," he said

They walked slowly out of the ce

She didn’t see her mother

And she didn’t see Cutter

She couldn’t sense or feel the sadness

It was tiet back to the Merlin house

And tiot the book!" Jaden said, the exciteh Liam’s cell phone

"Already?" he asked

"FedEx--and you owe me," she assured him "I put a rush order out, and it was a rare-book shop in upstate New York Oh, and you owe me for the book, too It isn’t a first edition--but it wasn’t a aseller by any means, so each new print run was fairly small It’s a fourth edition, and it was still two hundred dollars, so you can head over and pay me and pick it up anytime you like"

"Thanks, Jaden I’ht a sketch artist out here, so I’ll be about another half an hour"

"Why don’t you ht--be careful with the book, huh?"

"I need to be worried about an old book most people would pay oat needed to be worried on Sht?"