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Derek tookit, he curled his fingers around ripped his wrist back "They were soldiers for the United States We’ll honor them with a soldier’s burial"

We stood nearly eye to eye in the hallway, arms clasped "Okay Good You want me there, I’ll be there If not, I’ll understand I’ll contribute to the faet Amy Lynn to feed your man With a little luck and her super-duper special vaht be back in as little as two years, rather than the standard ten"

He released my arm and I let him He said, "Savin’ my mama is worth part of my soul And bein’ Leo’s Enforcer sounded--"

He stopped, and I could guess what it had sounded like Easy job, lotsa ain It alith fangheads

Derek went on "I don’t understand how fangheads think Why not call in the law for the dead hu the human LEOs to leave, the last ti Leo has control issues and danger on his turf" Derek didn’t reply so I said, "Honestly, I don’t really care what Leo does about the law" Oddly, it was true Once upon a time I called in the law every tiood Leo was his oays had been Probably alould be And I was the Enforcer who carried out his law I had quit, but not really I was still doing the job and wouldn’t stop even when Peregrinus was dead I still had a contract with Leo as his Enforcer for a cool half ht be the only way to keep ht occurred to uys Wayne soht was a hawk tattooed on his scalp But rine?"

"I’ll check back Make sure" He pulled his cell and started thu around for photos of the cris for decades," I said thoughtfully, uncohts

"Centuries"

"Yeah For real But it would be hard to put that incident together with the EuroVamps and Satan’s Three, and Reach"

"No, it wouldn’t Not for a fanghead" He stopped thu on the screen "Not a falcon No It was a hawk And it was done in reds and browns, not the blue tattoos on the wrists of the fanghead and his human" He turned the cell to me and I studied the photo of the top of Hawk Head’s scalp The hawk tattoo looked nothing like the peregrine falcons sported by Peregrinus’ followers, and his wrists were bare "Hawk," Derek insisted

"Okay Butlet’s keep that in back of our minds, okay? I don’t like coincidences"

"Jane?" Derek didn’t often call s or Injun Princess Not Jane I looked my question at him "You’re a Christian How could you do that? When you were five? How could you do it now?"

"I don’t know" I laughed shortly "I probably need therapy"