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His gaze went steely "We’ll s are already at the hotel We’ll just pick up and leave, and she’ll never knohat became of it"

Until the dozens of passersby with cell phones and reporters with ca caution tape--shared their ies with the world

"Too late for that," I said, and looked back at the carnage that we’d helped wreak tonight

There had been th and uratively So, and some were tied to bike racks with more abandoned bow ties More than a dozen prone huround while we stood, bloodied and torn, over them--humans who’d come doith soan House

"It wasn’t just Winston," I said

"No," Ethan said "It wasn’t just Winston And we need to knohy, and how"

In addition to the people on the ground, two trash receptacles were on fire, sending the scents of burning plastic and garbage into the air Blood spattered and pooled on the concrete, reflecting the cruisers’ blue and red lights

When four unifored from their cruisers, we lifted our hands instinctively But for the wedding attire, it would have looked like we’d hborhood

My grandfather and Jeff hustled toward us from the library, both still in their pristine suits

My grandfather pulled out his identification "I’round These are the ones who kept theave the cops a minute to orient thee to find randfather

"Oh, Merit," Mallory said, joining us "Your dress"

"I know Yours isn’t ly red slanced down "Oh yeah Got a little singed with that last bo this into a cocktail dress"

"And I guess I won’t be gettingOr the latter part of it, anyway

Accoe hanging from a chain around his neck He had a pale, lived-in face, a crop of white hair, and a suit that was turned out, from the sharp lapels to pixel-thin stripes to pocket square I wouldn’t have been surprised to see spats beneath the pants’ cuffs

"One dead, twelve injured to sorandfather reported A to and away fro the humans who’d been part of the mob to nearby hospitals

"I’m Detective Pulaski," said the detective, notepad in hand "Who wants to start?"

"We sturaphs, rounded the corner, and there they were Fighting and talking about delusions"

My grandfather’s gaze widened, and he looked at me I nodded at the unspoken question "Same as Winston They’re panicked and afraid, and they hear screa And because of that, for whatever reason, they becorandfather explained to Pulaski "A vaan House He’s currently in lockup at the supernatural facility"