Chapter 4
The thunder roared, the lightning flashed, and a hard, driving rain beat down on the stained glass windows. The storm cast shadows that resembled crawling bugs on the dark walls of the church. The ugly little shapes moved constantly, giving the small area the feeling of a grave. The air was humid, and the lights flickered on and off with the lightning. Something evil had entered, turning God’s holy church into the Devil’s playground. When Deuce felt it, he wondered for a moment what was wrong until he looked out at the congregation and saw something that pierced his gut like a burning javelin, making him want to double over. He turned his face away quickly, grabbed the podium, and took a deep breath.
It was Tony “Mad Dog” Montana.
He was the ugliest, meanest-looking man Deuce
