EPILOGUE
Syracuse, NY
Three weeks later, Laney lay curled up on her couch, a blanket across her lap. It was blessedly quiet in her house. Her chest still ached when she moved too quickly, but other than that, she was doing pretty well. The doctors had said she needed to keep her activities to a minimum.
She smiled listening to Jake rustle up lunch in the kitchen. Luckily, she had someone to make sure she did just that.
A wave of grief blindsided her and she leaned her head back, breathing deep. These moments always took her by surprise. They came out of nowhere. She’d be fine, reading a book, walking up the stairs, when an image of Drew would send her spiraling.
She, Patrick, Jake, Tom, and Henry had flown back from Montana a week ago, after stopping to visit Drew’s grave. It had been a heart-wrenching journey. She and her uncle had stood by his grave, holding on to each other, lost in their grief. It had been the first time since all this began that they had really had a chance to mourn their loss. She supposed she was going through all the stages of grief she hadn’t been able to experience with all the tumult following his death.
Drew should have had a full life, not been cut down so young. It was such a senseless loss of life. It was impossible to believe all his energy was gone. How could he truly be gone? She took a deep breath, trying to force the grief from her mind. She focused on her breath. In, out. In, out.
She breathed in the quiet, thankful for the peace. Kati had taken Max to the movies, and the nonstop stream of visitors had finally ended. In the week she'd been home, her students had been by, as well as her friends from the police force. Henry had brought Danny for a few visits. In fact, they’d rented a house not too far from here for the foreseeable future. They’d become a constant fixture in each other’s lives.
Tom had been by almost every day as well. He and Jake were getting to know each other again. Kati and Max were back. Yoni had even flown in with his very pregnant wife.
The media had also been another constant fixture since their return. Luckily, though, Henry had managed some magic and called them off. As a result, the last few days had been relatively peaceful. So she had finally been able to talk her uncle into going back to the office. He’d barely left her side these last three weeks. She couldn’t blame him. She didn't like letting him out of her sight, either.
Laney grabbed the remote, looking for something mind-numbing to distract her. But, despite her best intentions, her mind kept drifting back to the last few weeks and where everyone would go from here.
The men had all been found after they’d scattered. Over three hundred had been killed at the enclosure. According to the preliminary autopsy results, the causes of death ranged from strangulation to gunshot wounds to blunt force trauma to starvation. She’d expected the large number, but it had still come as a shock. And the men that lived all had a host of medical issues. Tom was actually in pretty good shape, relatively speaking. His friend Seeley had also survived, but it was going to be a long road back for him.
Americans for Progress had quietly settled a multimillion dollar lawsuit with the men who had survived and the families of those who hadn’t. Henry had arranged for the legal team that brought the suit on behalf of the men.
Henry had also made sure that Kenny Coleman’s family received a significant payout from the Kensington estate. He’d even established college funds for Coleman’s two grandchildren and taken care of their outstanding medical bills. It wouldn’t bring their grandfather back, but at least the family would no longer have to worry about money.
Robert Kensington and the guards who’d been rounded up would be incarcerated for the rest of their natural lives. She was pretty sure that the prison population would not welcome them with open arms. And God help her, she couldn’t work up any compassion for what they would go through in prison. Her only sympathetic thought was that maybe if they experienced enough hell in this life, they’d get some credit for time served in the next one.
The Chandler Group had officially taken over the dig in Montana. Her uncle was going to be the archaeologist in charge. The Church had already given their permission. The Church recognized the impact the findings could have on human history and they wanted to be sure they were part of it.
She, Jake, and her uncle had had a number of conversations with Henry about the Belial Stones. They all had agreed the world simply wasn’t ready for them. If any more stones were found at the site, they would be locked away, hopefully to be retrieved one day when mankind was ready.
That’s what had been resolved. But Laney’s mind kept getting caught on all the issues that hadn’t been settled. She knew that some were academic and others a matter of theoretical debate. The most pressing questions in her mind, though, didn’t involve ancient civilizations, angels, or even the nature of man. They involved the nature of just one man – Henry.
She knew Henry was a good man. She had no doubt about that. He had put everything on the line to save all of them. The image of Henry reaching down to pull her uncle out of that crevice would stay forever branded in her mind. And Henry had taken it upon himself to make sure that all of those harmed by Kensington’s agenda were taken care of.
She also knew that there a side to the man he’d kept hidden from the world. Henry’s knowledge of ancient civilizations and religious matters went beyond simple academic interests.
And his physical abilities were astounding. In the hospital, she’d researched gigantism to see if the incredible strength she’d observed was part of the condition. But, if anything, people who suffered from the condition were weakened by the syndrome, despite what their large size suggested. So what accounted for Henry’s abilities?
And then there was his mother, Victoria. What had Gideon meant when he said he knew his mother? And for a long time? For Gideon, a long time would be centuries. Was she like him, a fallen angel? Or was Gideon just taunting Henry?
She sighed.
“What was that for?” Jake asked as he set a tray on the coffee table in front of her.
“Just trying to figure out some of the mysteries we don’t have answers to yet.”
Jake sat next to her and tipped her chin up, kissing her lightly on the lips. “Which mystery in particular?”
“Henry.”
“Ah.”
“It doesn’t bother you, not knowing?”
“Laney, I know everything I need to know about Henry. He’s a good man. In fact, he’s one of the best men I know. He’d put his life on the line for mine without hesitation and I’d do the same for him. That’s all I need to know.”
“And his abilities?”
“When he’s ready to say something, I’ll be ready to listen. Until then, it’s his truth to tell.”
She nodded. “I know. I’ve just never been very good at leaving mysteries unsolved.”
He shifted closer to her on the couch. “Well, if you need something to distract you, I have some ideas.”
Laney slid her hands up his chest and around his neck. “I don’t know. They'd have to be some really, really great ideas.”
Jake leaned over her. “I do love a challenge.”
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Thank you for taking the time to read The Belial Stone. I hope you enjoyed it. I really enjoyed creating the characters and knitting together facts and possibilities from history, religion, and archaeology. And writing action scenes using all that Kung Fu knowledge I’ve been building up for years was an absolute blast!
The Belial Stone was about three years in the making. Actually, it was longer than that. It was three years of physical writing, but I had been thinking about the story a few years before that. I knew it would involve Atlantis, and alternative archaeology. But I couldn’t quite figure out how to put it all together. Then I saw a documentary one Saturday on Edgar Cayce. And the light bulb went off.
While I was writing, I realized other people’s impressions were critical in improving my writing, both for figuring out what’s working and what’s not. My critique group has been an incredible resource in pointing out what I couldn’t see.
And now that The Belial Stone is out there, I have another incredible resource: readers. When I first published The Belial Stone, I sent it to a copy editor prior to release. But thanks to reviews that pointed out numerous errors, I realized I needed to get it copy edited again. I am very thankful to those reviewers who took the time to contact me about the errors. Most of them were very kind in the way they phrased their feedback. ?
As a new writer, reviews are a critical part of the learning process as well as a great way to get feedback from readers about what they liked. In fact, it was feedback from readers that encouraged me to make the next book, The Belial Library, focus on Henry’s identity. I had planned on revealing his backstory a little later in the series, but changed my mind after quite a few people expressed an interest in learning more about him.
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FACT OR FICTION?
Whenever I read books with lots of facts, I like to know what was real and what was the product of the author’s imagination. The Belial Stone concept was derived from multiple sources in history, religion, and new age studies. Below I will discuss some of the research for the book.
Edgar Cayce. Edgar Cayce did indeed exist. He was a truly remarkable man. Everything reported in this about novel about him is accurate. Cayce was a psychic who diagnosed people’s illnesses while in a trancelike state, and his accuracy was incredibly high. He also did past life readings, including a small portion that involved Atlantis.
Cayce did state that humanity had been broken into two groups: the Children of the Law of One and the Sons of Belial, the good and the bad. And, coincidently, the Hebrew War Scroll speaks of the final battle that occurred between the Sons of Belial and the Children of the Light.
There are a number of books that have been written on Cayce. I personally liked Edgar Cayce's Atlantis by Gregory L. Little, Lora Little, and John Van Auken. You can also check out the institution founded by his descendants that’s dedicated to furthering his work: Edgar Cayce’s Association for Research and Enlightenment. (http://www.edgarcayce.org)
Book of Enoch. The Book of Enoch was a biblical text that was deemed heretical by the Catholic Church in the fourth century AD. Enoch himself was reported to be the great grandfather of Noah. The Book of Enoch describes the fall of the angels and Enoch’s visits to heaven.
Belial Stone. There is not a stone called the Belial Stone. However, according to Cayce’s readings on Atlantis, there was a Tuari Stone, or white stone, that served as the energy source for Atlantis.
As described here, the stone was said to be responsible for the second destruction of Atlantis due to a mistuning while trying to eliminate the problem of the large animals. Moreover, according to Cayce, the Tuari stone was changed into a weapon by the Sons of Belial in their quest for more power. Prior to that time, it had been used for purely beneficial efforts.
Gobekli Tepe. Gobekli Tepe is a real archaeological site and all of the information provided on the site is accurate, at least to my knowledge. In fact, the way in which poor Kenny Coleman found the Montana site echoes how Gobekli Tepe was discovered: a shepherd a few miles outside Urfa, Turkey literally stumbled over one of the stones while tending his flock.
In fact, all of the archaeological references in the story exist in reality. The vitrified stones in Scotland exist, the research on the Walls of Jericho (i.e. that there was an earthquake that brought down the walls) is true, and there truly are controversial theories about a pre-historic civilization in the United States - yup those are true too. There was even a newspaper article on the alleged city underneath the Grand Canyon in the early twentieth century. The underground cities in Derinkuyu, Turkey - they exist too, as do the stone doors that were used protect them from marauders – exist too. In fact, the Montana site is the only archaeological site within The Belial Stone that is a fictional creation. is the Montana site.
Anyone interested in alternative archaeology should check out Footprints of the Gods by Graham Hancock (or really anything by Graham Hancock, for that matter). His books are rather dense, but incredibly well-written and researched. For an easier introduction, try J. Douglas Kenyon's Forbidden History.
Acoustical Weapons. All of the information on acoustical weapons is accurate, including their use by law enforcement and the military.
Earthquake Inducing Weapons. Tesla did create an oscillation machine, though there are conflicting reports on how successful it actually was. And yes, there are people who continue to try to create earthquake-producing weapons in modern times.
Fallen Angels. The biblical and apocryphal literature references to fallen angels are accurately portrayed. Once again, your decision on how you interpret this is left to you. .
Ancient Civilizations. So did they exist? I don’t know. All the information I’ve included on alternative archaeology's support for ancient civilizations is accurate to the extent that I understand it. Which means that there are more and more archaeological finds that pre-date our timelines for civilization.
I have combined these and other facts in a way that makes sense to me and that I hope was fun for you to read. Am I making an argument for the existence of ancient civilizations that pre-date our current understanding by thousands of years? Not exactly. But I'm certainly not arguing against the possibility.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
R.D. Brady is a criminologist who lives in upstate New York. When she's not writing, she can be found studying Jeet Kune Do, reading, or trying to find more hours in the day.
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
There are a lot of great people who helped make The Belial Stone a reality. First and foremost, I'd like to thank all the special critters who have read and re-read multiple drafts of this work. Every week, you helped me iron out the mistakes and find a better way to explain my ideas. I am forever grateful. Special thanks in particular to Dana Griffin and C.K. Raggio. You guys kept me going by offering support, insight, and the occasional kick in the butt. I couldn't have done it without you.
To my family and friends who put up with my, at times, single-minded focus, thank you for not thinking I was crazy for doing this. Or thank you, at least, for not saying it out loud.
Thank you to the people who helped with the editing and cover design. Alexis, Evelyn, Madeleine, and Damonza, thank you for all your incredible work.
And finally, but never last, Tae. Thank you for always being there, always supporting me, and always having my back. My world is a much better place because you are in it.