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Chapter 5 – Angel of Vision
Byron watched as the woman’s booty swayed from side to side underneath the silk blue skirt as she walked into the kitchen. Baby girl was all body. He cleared his throat.
“So, like I said, it’s a fairly smooth process”, he yelled into the kitchen. “You let me know what package most interests you and it’s pretty straightforward from there.”
The woman returned with a large pitcher of tea and a glass. Byron wondered how she could hold both with one hand. Damn she strong.
The woman smiled, handing him the glass and holding the pitcher with both hands as she poured the sweet liquid. Her breasts dangled in front of her guest. “Wow, that easy huh?” she said licking her lips and smiling.
Byron watched the show. He wasn’t much of a breast man. They weren’t as much fun as booty and thighs. Titties for babies, he’ll tell his friends. But he damn sure wasn’t complaining. He watched them jiggle when she sat down as he gulped his drink.
“Yes, ma’am. You choose a plan and sign the paperwork and we are good to go.”
The blue-eyed woman moved closer, staring into his eyes. Her hips practically touching his.
“No, please. Call me Pas. Ma’am makes me feel old.” She laughed and watched the red spots on the internal screen of her eyes as Byron’s temperature rose. He loosened his tie and cleared his throat, pretending to focus on the paperwork scattered on the table.
“So, like I said, we have three options for you to choose from.”
Pas smiled and continued to stare.
Startled, the woman turned in the direction of the voice and back to Byron. His mouth hung open and his body was stiff. She turned back to the man who spoke, her eyes flames of fire, her teeth gritted.
“You froze him?”
“He’ll snap out of it in a second. Won’t remember a thing. I need to talk to you.”
The woman sighed. She hated when they froze time. She folded her arms. “What are you doing here Az? This isn’t exactly your jurisdiction.”
“Pas, you don’t need to do this. Let him go. He’s a good man.”
Pas stood and approached her enemy, “Good and man is an oxymoron. I know how badly you want to be one of them. Are you a good man Az?”
“Stop playing games. I have orders from the master. You can’t touch him.”
Pas circled the archangel “See Az, that’s the difference between you and me. You are a sheep, blindly following his master”, she laughed, walking back to the sofa and waved her hand in the face of the stiff man before her. “I mean, they’re so weak. I tell you what. You can have him if I can have her.”
“That’s not how this works. You know that.”
“Oh”, Pas bit her lip in a fake pout, “that sucks.”
“I am not playing games with you Paschar. Stop digging or I disintegrate you.”
“Oooh. Ouch. Pulling out the big guns huh? I can do stuff too you know.”
Az spoke with his hands, “This isn’t a competition. These are people’s lives at stake here.”
“Exactly. People. Ungrateful, weak-minded human beings who care about nothing but themselves, their fancy cars and worthless money. They can’t even breathe on their own let alone ‘control their own destiny.’ Bunch of weak minded fools are what they are.”
“You stop digging and I bring you, Tina. That’s the deal.”
Pas tapped her feet against the carpeted floor, “Hmmm. That may work. Fine. You got forty-eight hours.”
Az frowned, “What?”
“You have forty-eight hours to bring me the girl.”
“That’s not a lot of time.”
“It’s an eternity”, said Pas, “two thousand years to be exact.”
Az rolled his eyes, “As if our time is the same as theirs.”
Pas pointed to Bryon in a fury, “Forty-eight hours or the deal is off and I snatch this creatures’ soul right off his bones! Four. Eight.”
Az jaw tightened and his fingers curled into tight fists, “Fine”, he said before snapping his fingers and vanishing. Byron shook his head and continued as if he’d never stopped talking.
“It says here that the…”
“I change my mind”, said Pas walking to the door.
Byron noticed the woman was breathing heavy. I could have sworn she was sitting right next to me, he thought.“ Are you OK, is everything alright?” He was sure he would get this contract. And a little something extra. “What are you talking about?”
“I don’t want your damn insurance. Beat it.”
“OK sweetie but you’re going to have to let the woman do her job,” said Tina into the receiver as she got into the car. She settled in, sliding on her seat belt. “I don’t care…” her body froze as she put the key in the ignition. Az held up a hand.
“Niyah, lemme call you back.” Tina tossed the cell and reached for the pills. “I know who you are. The question is why the hell are you in my back seat? Did anyone see…”
“You’re the only one who can see me. We’ve been over this and put down the pills.”
Tina threw the bottle into the passenger’s seat next to the hot bottled water. “Fine. I’ll entertain this. What do you want?”
Az handed her a black folder, “Her name’s Paschar, angel of vision. She’s a nasty entity who sucks the souls of men right out of them using nothing but her eyes.”
Tina stared back at the photo of the woman with the dark chocolate skin, thick curly hair, and round face, “Wow. She’s beautiful.”
“Exactly the problem”, said Az shaking his head, “she kills more men than anyone of her kind. She’s high up there. But I made a deal.”
Tina looked at him through her rear view mirror, “What kind of deal?”
“She’ll leave Byron alone if she can have you.”
“What? Me? Are you selling me out? What the hell Az!”
“I am not selling you out, whatever that means. I think we should take the deal.”
Tina started the ignition “You might as well vanish or do whatever it is you do cause that ain’t happening. And what’s this we shit? Was I up in there with you when you sold my soul to the devil?”
“Tina, you have to trust me. I have a plan.”
“A plan? You want me to let some angel chick suck my soul and all you got to say is you got a plan?” Tina stepped on the gas and began to drive off. “Please leave.”
“Paschar can’t be trusted. She’s gonna cross me and when she does, I’ll be ready for her. She has a weakness. Every Watcher angel does. But I’m gonna need your help.”
Tina sighed and grabbed the bottle of pills and the bottled water.
Tina held the bottle to her lips with a tease, “Yes?”
“Children. Paschar’s weakness is childr….”
Tina popped the pills and gulped down the water, barely listening to Az’s last words as he vanished from the back seat. It was her first mistake.
Byron stood, dumbfounded at the woman’s sudden change of mind. Embarrassed, he gathered his papers and put them into his file folder.
“On second thought”, said Pas, her blue glassy eyes shining bright, “stay.”