In the Company of Evil: White Angel of Mystery

By Dorothy Lucado Comeau

In the Company of Evil creates an imaginative interpretation of spiritual struggles that grabs readers and sends them into the souls of the books characters. Comeau takes readers out of their comfort zones and into a conflicting environment. Moreover, how each person deals with the situations along with counsel given.

Wanda Drew

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• Language: English
• Publisher: WestBow Press
• Release date: Nov 14, 2011
• ISBN: 9781449711504

Dorothy Lucado Comeau

Dorothy Comeau has written several short stories for children and adults. Comeau decided to become serious about becoming a published writer in choosing to publish, In the company of Evil. She lives with her husband Bob in Virginia Beach, Virginia.

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WestBow Press rev. date: 8/22/2013

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Many Thanks

Your encouragement and support from the beginning to end of this book has been invaluable.

They include husband Robert, daughter Wanda, family, and friends Laura, Joy, Sheryl, Gary, and Sharon.

According to Psalm 19

The heavens declare the glory of God:

the firmament shows His handiwork.

Day after day utters speech,

night unto night reveals knowledge.

There is neither speech nor language

where is not heard their voice.

Their sound has gone out

Through all the earth, their words,

to the end of the world.

Grateful Day

By: Wanda Drew

In the midst of night,

Now gray

There is the dawn of

Grateful day.

Acceptance of the touch

Of light

Reflects to others

Oh, so bright.

Receiving of God our

Father above

And of his boundless

Holy love

Starts the search

Piercing the dark

And purges that within

The heart.

As the soul, let’s go of

Heartaches it bears

Jesus comes in and

Soothes the cares

And worries that make

The young seem old

Then says, don’t worry

I’m in control!

Introduction

Satan has chosen the body of a man for one of his demons to occupy. The demon is instrumental in causing the host individual to do despicable things. Committing murder seems to be his greatest triumph. The murder of a young mother sets off a hunt for the evil who perpetrated the crime. However, an angel of protection sent by the Most High King has appeared on earth.

Great authorities are in opposition for control; consequently, spiritual war is prevalent.

Since the dawn of the universe as we know it, humankind has used their imagination to develop what they think these invisible entities are like. Because of our limited sight, we cannot know for sure. These living beings can come into our universe uninvited. Humankind designed for the visibility of the earthbound will not see them because human flesh blinds earth’s creatures from the spirit world. The unnatural or spirits do not usually become visible except as sent to earth for a reason.

Lucifer, ‘son of dawn’ and his demons are a part of the host of the unseen. This created cherub was the signet of perfection, full of beauty and perfect in wisdom. As an anointed cherub, he was placed as guardian on the mountain of God. Rebelling against his creator, he wanted to take his throne. However, he could not be greater than he who fashioned him. Banned from his position in heaven, he now roams the earth. After Lucifer fell, he became Satan.

When Satan made Nash Fields a promise to rule the world as his embodiment, Nash is deceived into agreement. How could he refuse? Satan’s plan is to create a scientific hybrid using the ‘building blocks of life’, by sequencing genomes. His idea is to use a human replication process of molecular structure of letters that make up the DNA code, to accomplish it.

The invisible, dimensional world is a lever of spiritual consciousness. In one respect of our own visible universe, this unseen real existence is active and alive. In this universal state of life dwell both evil and good. Highest life forms like Angels and diverse of unusual entities exist there. Now invisible to human eye, one day we will see heaven in all its magnificent.

Satan sends his demonic spirits to wreck havoc on earth and increase his kingdom.

God sends his angels to protect those designated for his kingdom. Emma Armstrong is one of those designated. However, she must take a stand and battle with her sometimes beautiful, but powerful enemy to survive.

1

Time is creeping up on Emma Armstrong. The Newark Building of East Haven, Connecticut, holds several investment counselors of which she is one. Despite a need to go home and rest, she is working late to catch up on some overdue work for her clients.

Had she known how the night would end undoubtedly spending the night in her office would have been her first choice.

Just before leaving her fifth-story office at 7:30 p.m., Emma stared briefly out of tall windows overlooking a row of odd-sized buildings on North Street. She noticed long obscure shadows pushing at the last dim emission of sunlight. Like dark fog crawling alongside the buildings as if, nightfall was trying to triumph over the light, and succeeding. Glancing upward, she saw dark ominous clouds forming in the west. The lighted flag hanging from the top of a flagpole over the post office across the street flapped liberally in the strong wind.

Her attention brought back as she noticed a few large drops of rain smacking hard against the windowpanes.

I’d better get out of here before the storm hits, it looks like a bad one, she thought. After straightening up her desk and locking its drawers, she picked up her purse, grabbed her coat and headed for the door.

Hurriedly closing the door to her office, Emma entered the normally busy but now quiet and dimly lit hallway. As usual, she was the last one out.

The sound seemed to repeat itself further down the hall. Was that a door closing? she whispered softly to herself. After standing quietly and listening long enough for a presence if there was one to make its self-known, she gave up and entered the elevator.

Emma is a slender and attractive twenty-seven-year-old single woman. Today she wore her long chocolate-brown hair loose around her face instead of the single braid hanging fashionable down her back.

Waiting for the elevator to descend to the first floor the quietness caused her to feel alone. She had an unsettled feeling as if waiting for something to happen.

From this moment in time, her life is changed forever.

Unknown to Emma at this very moment two separate and great powers are ordering their strategies, and those strategies concern her.

One potent power in this proposed quandary is a destructive force initializing a preparation from a hidden location and for a cause, he has acquired. Created a beautiful Cherub a man-like creature called Lucifer, who was a significantly part of the King’s special heavenly host.

Apart from God, he is the highest being. His splendor brought on a spirit of pride this spirit that got him banned from heaven along with a third of angels who followed him. Angels loyal to their creator cast them out of the high heaven and into the lower regions of heaven and earth.

He is the Princedom behind the powers that corrupt. His empire had a beginning; it will have a defendant and permanent end. Known as an enemy of God he makes sin appear as harmless. He is a spirit behind the door. Sometimes he appears like a beast, a woman or man.

He walked out into the cold dawn a man-like figure. His abode the Alps of Southern Europe lay approximately 321.8 km or two hundred miles from where he stood. He took possession where eons ago when a massive earthquake opened up the earth. It seemed a proper place to keep from prying eyes.

The malicious creature watched serenely as a chilly wind sent sleet dancing off an empty street. Pondering the latest transaction with some of his enemies, how he had overpowered them until they laid down like beaten puppies. He felt powerful and confident. Controlling everything and everyone, that’s how he liked it.

His long black leather jacket felt good hugging his tall lean body. He spent extra francs to have the jacket custom-made but it was worth it. His white shirt gave him an air of importance he thought.

He felt perfectly comfortable standing there in the open. He looked the business type.

A black vehicle raced down the street toward White Shirt. He could hear the low hum of the engine of the Rolls Royce. It stopped directly beside him.

Nash Fields dressed all in black swiftly slipped from the driver’s seat and came toward White Shirt. He offered the creature his hand but it turned and walked to the rear door of the car. Nash rushed to open it. White Shirt waved him off and opened the door. He got in leaving Nash standing there. The driver moved swiftly toward the front of the car and entered on the right side of the Rolls. They immediately took off down the ice-laden street.

Do not attempt to touch me again. Never for an instant, leave me waiting. You know where to go. Now hurry. He glared at Nash in the rearview mirror.

Yes, my Prince. He knew no apology was required. It would sound like an excuse. In minutes, the car stopped at a secluded location at the base of a snow-capped mountain. They exited the vehicle and walking toward a dark area in the plane of the mountain. Nash waved his hand toward the car. It vanished.

You will do greater things than make an automobile disappear if you totally obey and worship me only. I will put you in a position to become my body and we will have control over this little planet and beyond.

The Prince descended into a chasm as smoke arose. He turned and noticed Nash following him toward the pit. Where do you think you’re going? Your flesh will not survive if you come down here. You must stay on the earth’s surface.

Thank you, sir.

Don’t forget your assignment in Turin. The sacred wrapping needs our attention. You may use the Rolls for the trip but don’t overstep your bounds.

Nash Fields was anxious to remove himself from the repugnant place. He had no desire to go down into that darkness. Neither did he want to know what happened down there.

From where he stood, he could see dark smoke swirling around. Flare-ups of fire flashing randomly reminded him of distress signals. The heat and stench were almost unbearable. What was that thing trailing behind the prince? At last glance just before moving back, Nash saw something that appeared to be a long scaled snake-like tail. He had never seen anything like it before. For a moment, it gave him pause for thought.

Racing back to the area where he left the car, he again waved his hand and the Rolls Royce popped back up. Relieved, that he still had the authority to bring it back. Entering the car, he closed the door and pushed down on the accelerator. The automobile jumped forward and took off down an isolated, bumpy and snow-covered dirt road. He enjoyed careening around sharp cliffs, into deep gullies and speeding through low-lying dark fog. Nash wondered do I have a death wish or just feeling a sense of freedom. Although, he knew he no longer had freedom.

He set the Rolls GPS for the French Republic. His destination was Victoria Garden to book an apartment for a one-month leisurely visit. The Wrappings in Italy would have to wait.

The prince’s anger arose upon entering his abode; demons scurried off in different directions while some turned themselves into grotesque creatures.

Step forward my dark destroyer, pointing toward one he called Bog standing in the shadows. I have a situation for you to fulfill. Be successful this time or you will feel the full thrust of my anger. One of my runts has already taken over the body of an individual, a man who destroys the human flesh. However he will do worse at my command.

What would you have me do most powerful one? the dark Bog mumbled fearfully moving slightly closer to his prince.

You are right. I am exceedingly more powerful than any other entity in the universe except for one—for now. Ultimate power will be mine after I win the great battle. There is a female whose name is Emma Armstrong. I have a function for her.

Master, is the white angel Justin my assignment? Bog asked.

Yes, that one—as well as numerous others—has caused a lot of trouble for me. You do the job correctly and rid us of one of them. Or do you need help? Without waiting for an answer he continued. Now go and do not let Emma Armstrong slip through your hands. Make quick expulsion of her protectors.

When Satan made Nash Fields a promise to rule the world as his embodiment, Nash is deceived into agreement. How could he refuse? Satan’s plan is to create a scientific hybrid using the ‘building blocks of life,’ by sequencing genomes. His idea is to use a human replication process of molecular structure of letters that make up the DNA code to accomplish it.

Do you mean there might possibly be more than one of them fighting against me? Maybe some assistance would not be such a bad idea.

The evil one gave Bog a stare that made him recoil. Then the Prince growled with a mighty reverberation. Go Coward, go!

2

In another location, a dissimilar intriguing gathering is taking place. These gathered here are initializing a plan for a very different reason.

The mighty angels and heavenly creatures stand awaiting an assignment.

The Mighty One who sits on his throne above the stars spoke, "One of those written in The Book is Emma Armstrong. She does not realize that she has been searching for me and is destined for the kingdom. She needs protection from the demons of Satan until she realizes who I am. Whom shall I send?"

I will go Majesty. Send me, said Justin who was always ready to serve.

The dark creature Bog, who has come against you before in warfare, has been called by Satan into this confrontation to again fight against you. Our adversary is determined to control Emma’s body and soul. Be prepared.

I am prepared by your power and command. He bowed to the King.

"Your mission is to protect Emma. The prince of the world will use his powers of deception and persuasion. If Satan himself comes against you, your colleagues will be there when you call. My enemy, once my supreme and powerful Cherub, is anxious to gain complete control of Emma by trickery. He will soon try again through deception to immerse her into his evil plan to rule, thus causing the downfall of earth and heaven.

In the northern most regions of the universe, in the dark uppermost cosmos of space there is a vastness where dwells incomprehensible majesty.

When the creator stretched out the heavens, he stretched it over an empty expanse, the earth and entire universe were established. Spread out on every side is a large city with tall buildings and streets of golden luster. A beautiful crystal city reflects the magnificent colors surrounding it and has the splendor of royalty. There are fields of dazzling flowers rich with color; green grassy fields cover the land.

The Most High extended out his hand and spoke the world into existence. He brought with it order without which the universe would become chaotic and be destroyed.

Heaven is a place of incredible light and matchless beauty. It is a real residential place for the ruler of the universe and those who follow him. In heaven, there is life, and that life is the light for humankind.

Earth is a diverse and unrivaled planet in the massive universe. The creator caused a marvelous thing to be when he created earth. He intended it for a unique society. The things on earth are but a copy of the real ones in heaven

The Supreme who said, I am God; there is no other. is the King of this powerful kingdom. His attire consists of a long white robe with a golden sash draped around his waist. His hair is white; his eyes glisten like blazing fire. He sits on a gleaming engraved sapphire throne draped with strands of gold. Crescents of color like a rainbow ascend above his throne. His brightness is shining out into the darkness and conquers it, causing the brilliance to increase and fill the vicinity where the benevolent one resides. The great fiery six winged Seraphs of worship and Cherubim hover over him. The highest heaven cannot contain him. When he travels, clouds are his chariots. Four winged, unique Cherubim his honor guard.

The devoted King’s canopy over earth and heaven is love.

The hosts of heaven surround the ruler of the universe on his left and right. Awesome angels and living creatures like Seraphim and Cherubim and the mysterious and amazing Four Living Creatures and Watchers stand in wait. Many thousands of angels and various spirits are part of the inhabitants. Existing creatures unknown to humankind stand above the throne. Some are beasts, unlike any seen on earth. Humanity does not have the capacity to describe the complex beings for they defy a mortal’s description. Other inhabitants are awesome archangels with meaningful names like Michael and Gabriel.

As the order of the universe, so is order established among angels. All have a purpose. God sends to earth guarding angels of protection to assist those calling out to him for help from the evil that dominates the planet. Their unseen presence seeks out these individuals to maintain their welfare both naturally and spiritually.

Messenger angels like Archangel Gabriel, God sends to inhabitants with messages similar to the announcement of the birth of John the Baptist, and that of Jesus to Mary. There are mighty warrior angels like Archangel Michael who was instrumental in casting the magnificent Cherub Lucifer out of heaven when he became disobedient.

Hosts of angels surround earth and the heavens, but humans cannot see them unless for a reason the angels show themselves. The underworld kingdom the Most High created for Satan and his angels. Humans who do Satan’s bidding will ultimately go there to be with him.

When allowing an evil spirit to enter a living creature, it takes control. These are living spirits unlike living humans. Those humans who cross their path will never forget the fear.

3

Leaving the Newark building Emma walked into growing darkness. The street is nearly empty. She glanced upward and a burst of wind and rain hit her in the face. Ducking her head down against the force, she started walking briskly down North Street. It was a short distance to where she parked her car in the North parking lot next to the Newark building.

She suddenly collided with something. Raising her head, she looked into what appeared to be a fine white mist. An outline in the center of the mist faintly defined a physically powerful, glowing man. Then the vision vanished.

The jolt stopped her. She just stood there in the rain mesmerized by the beautiful white figure of a man. He was stunning and his brilliance left an unforgettable visual memory.

That’s impossible, she mumbled. What I bumped into felt like a thick soft substance. Recovering Emma quickly pulled the hood of her raincoat over her head. She did not hear at first the somewhat guarded voice that spoke from behind.

Are you all right lady? When Emma turned around the man behind her reacted as if he had seen a ghost. He stared at the strands of Emma’s dark hair falling out from under her hood.

I thought you were someone else, he said, Someone blonde.

Oh, I’m sorry if I bumped into you, Emma apologized. I tucked my head against the force of the storm.

No, you didn’t bump into me. I don’t see anything in front of you. The man wore a dark long raincoat