Free Jack's Back ((Ascension: Book 2)) by Adam Moon Page A

so far from the original plan, but Jack glared at the spider and after a few seconds it seemed to relent.
     
     
     
     
     
    Aftermath
     
    Lucifer watched Jessie through his open bedroom door. The boy was hiding something but he couldn't for the life of him figure out what it could be. He assumed the boy was basically worthless now that he'd fulfilled his requirement; that is, help Lucifer escape the clutches of hell (even though the boy wasn't aware that the plan had actually worked).
    But the child still had a link to hell-side and he was somehow still able to allow low level hell spawn to pass over to this side. That should have been impossible.
    The only reason he was able to do it last year was because Lucifer willed him to do it from hell. The boy was born special but his gift should have withered and died when it was no longer useful.
    Lucifer had passed this niggling curiosity off as some type of aftereffect but something about it didn't ring true. He understood so little about the ritual that allowed him to escape. But it seemed counterintuitive that Jessie would still have access to hell when it was not a necessity now, nor would it ever be again.
    He watched the frail child's chest rise and fall. He wanted to just walk in the room, grab the boy by his neck, and force him to spill the beans.
    But that would be inappropriate. The last thing he wanted to do was to draw unwanted attention his way. He hated hiding his true self but it had become a necessary requirement to ensure he wasn't returned or obliterated by his jailor.
    He went into the living room and sat beside Melanie. He hated this part. She needed to be comforted, and he sucked at faking compassion. Luckily the handyman peeked his head around the corner and said, "All set folks."
    Lucifer quickly got up and cuffed a few hundred dollar bills in his hand. The guy tried to refuse it but he eventually gave up and said his goodbyes.
    The events of today had made one thing crystal clear: He had to hurry his plans up because he couldn't possibly keep every little thing under control. Things had to escalate quickly.

Fore!
     
    Shelly stayed in the car. They were at a golf course near the Illinois border. Even though it had snowed just days before, being April in Wisconsin, it was now warm enough to catch nine holes.
    Jack and the monsters had emptied out of the car already and were marching down the fairway like an army straight out of a nightmare. Shelly considered dashing into the bar and grabbing a few road beers but she thought better of it; what if they had to make a quick getaway and she was inside, getting change or getting hit on by a barfly?
    She squinted to try and see what was going on. The monsters had all stopped and there was a small figure of a man among them now. She couldn't see from this distance but she would bet good money that he was pissing himself.
    Jack might not get a chance to kill the guy if he had a heart attack first.
    She sighed and wondered, not for the first time, how her life had come to this.

Birdie
     
    Jack knew the fucker when he saw him. He didn't actually know him in person, he could just sense the evil lurking inside his otherwise ordinary body , despite the fact that the guy was in his early forties and wearing plaid pants and shiny white golf shoes.
    The dude was so busy lining up his shot he didn't see them until they were right on top of him.
    When he did look up, first he froze on the spot, and then he screamed bloody murder. He tried to move but his knees wanted to take him in two different directions, each counteracting the other
    Jack said, "I am Satan and I'm here judge you." He almost smiled when the man pissed his pants. The Satan part was a nice touch too. Just saying the name aloud gave him a rush of adrenaline.
    "Do you know why I am here?"
    The guy stuttered, "Bbbecause of mmy ccrimes?"
    "Yes. Your sins have led me here. You have taken innocent lives, yes?"
    "Yes."
    Right then Jack knew he was the guy who