Chapter 88. Uncovered

JASON

I looked at him in amazement; Thomas had an impressive presence. He was older, but that didn’t make him seem weak. He came in, followed by two more fanatics, as if they were his escort or his private security. The looks of those two guys made me uneasy; they conveyed that unmistakable madness. I wondered why they would choose this path if they were so messed up; their deteriorated appearance made them look insane just by looking at them.

“Tell me, what do you want to be a part of?” asked Thomas, taking a seat and pouring himself a cup of tea. He was staring at the two of us.

I had to think fast; it wasn’t easy to lie that way, and I was nervous that he wouldn’t take his eyes off us. He smiled constantly, as if everything seemed funny to him. Chris was uneasy, and frankly, I didn’t trust him to improvise.

“I mean… of what you do here, the cult…” I began to say, stuttering, feeling like a complete fool.

Thomas laughed again as if he could smell the