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chapter 8

❝ you shouldn't have cared for him ❞

EIGHT

BLOODY RAIN

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An angel was standing on top of the bell tower of the Sainte-Chapelle church and watching the street. He didn't seem to mind the rain that was falling from the gloomy grey sky and he didn't even flinch when lighting cut through the clouds behind him and a flash illuminated his figure. Water was dripping from his wings and his eyes remained as black as ever when he suddenly leaned forward and let himself fall off the ledge that he was standing on. His soared through the sky and with a soft flap of his wings, he skilfully landed on the ground next to Chanyeol and I.

It was a miracle that no one saw him pulling stunts like these in the middle of the day. Because of the murders, people were already going on and on about the existence of the supernatural. The sighting of an actual angel was the last thing that the public needed. Or Abel, who among solving supernatural crimes, was also supposed to make sure that the existence of creatures like Baekhyun or us, remained a secret.

'' Is he always like this? '' I asked and glanced at the blue haired angel that was standing by my side and holding an umbrella over our heads. His face was serious, but there was an obvious look of judgment in his eyes. The blue in his hair was beginning to fade in to a pale silver and I wondered when he even found the time to dye it.

Investigating murders at three o'clock, hair appointment at five?

Chanyeol cringed and nodded. '' It gets worse when he's in the mood to annoy me. ''

'' This isn't it yet? '' I blurted out and my eyes grew wide with surprise. '' It gets even worse than this?! ''

'' Shut up. '' Baekhyun stuck his hands in his pockets and looked around. His dark hair was sticking to his skin, together with his clothing. He was soaking wet, but he didn't seem to feel cold. He didn't seem to feel much of anything, besides anger and regret. '' Why did you want us to come back to Paris anyway? Do we look like we're interested in a tour of the city?! ''

'' You said that you wanted my help, didn't you? '' I asked and rolled my eyes. '' Then it's better if we start things here. I know that angels have been getting murdered everywhere, but Paris is my territory. I might be able to do something here. ''

The two angels started feeling uneasy once we got to the entrance of the church where the first Parisian murder happened. It was almost as if they could still feel the presence of the one that got killed. The church was closed for a couple of days after the dead body was discovered on the altar, but the general public forgot about it after no new information was released and it didn't take long before the famous tourist attraction opened it's doors again. Their attention shifted to the next supernatural occurrence and the police kept searching for new clues. Even the corpse itself remained unidentified. Now the church was back to business and accepting groups of tourists as if nothing ever happened. The only difference was that there were a few more guards watching the area and glaring at anyone who struck them as suspicious.

'' I can't believe that those security guards told us to leave if we don't want them to call the police. ''

'' That's all your fault, '' I mumbled in response to Baekhyun and scowled in irritation. '' If a security guard glares at you, you normally don't glare back. ''

Baekhyun's head snapped towards me and he asked: '' What was I supposed to do anyway? Bow my head like a total bitch? I don't bow my head to just anyone, especially not some human! ''