12
"Who's this coming now?" said Mr. Veilleur from beside her in the backseat of Martin's car.
Grace gasped as she recognized the figure approaching the gate from within. "That's Jim!"
"The clone? The one they think is this Antichrist?"
"Yes! Walking right up to them!"
"Pretty courageous for someone who's supposed to be the 'spawn of the Devil,' don't you think?"
"I don't know what to think," she said, remembering the smoke rising from Henry's old house, and now this. She felt utterly miserable.
"You're not alone," Mr. Veilleur said in a gentle voice. "Neither does anyone else."