They twisted inside me and my fist shot out again, but this time Doug jerked back and I missed.
"Okay okay, I'll tell you," he whispered hoarsely. "I heard my Dad last night and he said 'we need a sacrifice' just like you did."
"He was talking to Father Benjamin, a friend of his. Ours. Of the family."
I kicked out at him, maddened by his stupid, pointless talk "Get on with the sacrifice stuff" I demanded.
Doug swallowed hard.
"I listened to them talking. I shouldn't have, but anyway Father Benjamin said about sacrifices being out of fashion."