“I better not find out you’re hoarding crosses,” Patrick said. Wade smirked as he walked past them. “In these pockets? I don’t think so.” Considering the way Wade shifted mass, Patrick knew it was a distinct possibility he could be hiding extremely large religious iconography in his pockets. “Might be useful against demons,” Jono mused. “Only if he believes in that god,” Patrick said. Wade snorted, a hint of smoke drifting out of his nose, the acridness impossible to ignore. “Hell no. Gods are just trouble.” Jono tugged on Patrick’s arm. “At least we’re raising him right.” Patrick rolled his
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