Chapter 209
He heard some rustling sounds through the call before the voice came again. A quick shuffle, the urgency of the situation finally sinking in, as if the weight of his words had dropped like a stone into the calm waters of their routine.
"Yes, sir exorcist, what can we assist you with?" This time, the voice had changed; it was that of a man. Clearly, the operator had immediately forwarded the call to her superior after hearing his claim.
There was a sharpness now, a readiness in the tone, as if the mention of "exorcist" had snapped the team into focus.
The shift in tone was immediate, from casual to tense, as if the very word "exorcist" had sent a jolt of realization through the station.
The man on the other end was no longer speaking to just anyone; he was talking to a member of one of the most feared and respected groups in existence.
