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“Let her follow,” Silas said. “She’s right. It might take two of us to hold him down if we need to. And I don’t want her sitting in the car alone in this neighborhood.”
North grunted and then rolled his eyes. He made fists with his hands as he strolled forward. “Let’s get this over with,” he said, his voice deeper than before.
My heart was beating fast. I followed behind both of them. Neither one had discussed what they were going to do. North walked beside Silas without a word, without a question. He was with him.
We approached the church by the front door. North checked the handle, but it was locked. He pulled out a pocket knife and wedged the blade into the side of the lock and started to pry.
It took a bit of work, but North managed to pull the front of the lock out, exposing the inside. He reached a finger in, yanked it, and then twisted the handle. “Damn idiots left an old lock,” he said. “These things don’t do shit.”
“They’ll replace it with another crappy one later,” Silas said.
“Not my building, not my problem,” North said.
I lingered behind them as they entered the church. There was a small vestibule, where pamphlets sat on a table and flyers covered a bulletin board. This church was clearly still used.
North and Silas took separate sides of a hallway. I followed North down the right. They stayed close to the walls as they approached different doors.
North slowly turned a door handle, and opened it to find a small office. The next one was a classroom, also empty.
“The policeman said the fires were started near the altar,” I whispered.
“Making sure no one else is here,” North said. “And what the layout is. We don’t need him to run into another room and find a gun or a knife in there.”
“Kitchen,” Silas said from the other side.
“Lock it,” North said.
Silas did and then returned. They locked all the other doors, too.
“If he runs, I want him to not have anywhere to go but out,” North said.
There was a set of double doors at the end, and I could only guess that was where the chapel part was.
“Sang,” North said before he opened it, “I don’t want any arguments about this. Stay in the back. Don’t talk.” He pulled his phone from his back pocket and handed it to me. “Hold on to this for me. I’ll be back for it.”
I nodded.
“And use the damn red button on Kota. I know they’re still at the school, but this is more important.”
I hesitated, because I knew the phones shocked.
“Do it, Aggele,” Silas said.
I nodded, pushing the button to turn on the phone, and then covered the glowing screen with my hand.
North braced the handle and opened the door. It slid open quietly, and he opened it just enough that we could step inside.
The huge chapel was filled with pews and smelled musty. North directed me to the last pew, to sit down. He put his finger to his lips for me to keep quiet.
I did. I didn’t know how I could help Theo, and being not of his family, not having known he even existed for longer than a few days, I was probably the last person he wanted to hear from.
Instead, I focused on North’s phone. I quickly found Kota’s app, hoped that he wasn’t holding his phone, and pushed the red button. It would send a text message with our GPS location. I crossed my fingers that we weren’t dragging him away from something that might be important after all.
Silas and North walked side by side down the middle of the pews together. “Theo?” Silas called.
There was a rustling, and the thin figure stood up from behind the altar.
“Don’t run,” North said, holding up his palms.
“Get out of here,” Theo said. He stayed behind the altar, not moving. I couldn’t see what was in his hands and was worried he might have something like a lighter or a weapon.
The boys were two pews away from him before they stopped walking. “We just want to talk,” Silas said. “Were you setting the fires to the other churches?”
“What do you care?” he asked.
“Answer the question,” North said.
Silas put a hand on North’s shoulder, looked at him and shook his head before letting go to walk forward slowly toward the altar. “You’re not in trouble,” he said. “But you’re going to go to jail if you get caught here.”
Theo spoke in Greek, and while I didn’t understand a word, his tone was full of disgust.
Silas responded. At first calm and then more adamant as Theo replied. The conversation continued this way for several minutes.
I’d never heard Silas speak Greek for so long a time. It was amazing to me to hear him speak it now. I felt like I should have been nervous, but Silas spoke smoothly and calmly. Theo occasionally gave an intense response, but Silas was clearly telling Theo, in his own language, something he probably needed to hear.
I held onto North’s phone, clutching it in my hands. I didn’t dare move. I didn’t want to interrupt.
Theo, however, grew more agitated the more Silas spoke. Words flowed from his mouth, his rage escalating. I could tell from his tone and his gestures that he was cursing at Silas and telling him to go away.
North suddenly started shouting, too. He pointed fingers at Theo. The echoes of their voices thundered through the chapel. North started marching toward the altar. Silas was going around. If Theo wasn’t going to come along willingly, they were going to pull him out.
In a rush, Theo shoved his body up against the altar. He put his shoulder into it, and it started to topple on its stand. A moment later, it crashed to the ground.
The altar exploded. Flames burst out of it. Instinct made me cover my eyes to block the onslaught of light.
When I lowered my arm, North was on his back on the ground. The carpet below the stage was on fire and spreading. I couldn’t see Theo.
Silas was slumped over one of the pews, trying to pick himself up.
“Silas!” I cried out. My voice catching at the last note. I stuffed North’s phone into my bra and jumped over the end of the pew. “North!”
Silas was shaking his head, holding his face, the rest of his body still. Was he hurt?
North was stirring. I hurried to him, checking him over, until I noticed the flames were moving quickly, and the floor near his feet was already burning. I picked up a hymn book sitting in one of the pews, and tried to smash out the fire with it. I could get the book on top a piece of the fire to smother it, but dropping it gave air to the surrounding flames, spreading it.
“No good,” Silas said, already on his feet. “Help him get out of here.”
Where’s the fire extinguisher? I didn’t know where to start looking for one. I turned, wanting to offer to help North. I didn’t know how knocking over the altar had caused an explosion that had knocked them down, but the temperature had risen greatly and smoke was starting to fill my lungs. I gave up on the fire, turning back to North, grabbing his arm, trying to pull him up.
Silas ran toward the stage, leaping over where flames were already at the front steps. Theo’s slow accelerant wasn’t that slow.
I stalled, afraid Silas would get hurt, that Theo had something else that could burn or explode. Was there a way to get out that direction, behind the stage? There was an exit over the way we had come from, but not toward the back that I could see.
North growled, coughed and did a sort of push up to start drawing himself up. “What the fuck was that?” he asked.
“We have to get Silas,” I cried. “He went after Theo. We need to get them out.”
North spit and then tugged my arm as he started toward the back of the church where we’d come in. “We need to go around.”
My first instinct was to get North and Silas both out and to get away from the police.
“We need to hurry! The police might get here and...”
“Good!” North said. “About time!”
“North...”
/> “That motherfucker just tried to kill us, Sang,” he said. He shoved me forward and started hobbling behind me.
When North kept falling behind, I went back and put myself under his arm. I wasn’t sure what was wrong with him, but he seemed to be having trouble walking on his left side. I supported the best I could. Using me as a brace, he moved a little faster.
We worked our way outside to the parking lot. Once there, North dropped down, clutching at his leg. “Shit. Fucking shit... ungrateful dickhead.”
“I have to go find Silas,” I said.
North released his leg and grabbed my arm hard, tugging me until I was down on the ground next to him. “Oh no, you don’t. You’re not running in there...”
“We can’t leave Silas alone!”
“Silas can handle himself. You aren’t getting in the middle of it.”
“Let me find them,” I said. “I’ll sneak in.” I pulled out North’s cell phone, starting it up.
