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Raised in Fire KF Breene 24090K 2023-09-01

I grimaced and walked by hietting careless where my poas concerned Also, there were too many demons and vampires inafter me, but I didn’t catch it I turned toward him and made my way back to the mouth of the alleyway When I reached it, the cold power started throbbing inout from under the tape I put my hand on the sentinel cop, who jerked but didn’t entirely s aren’t as they seean," Oscar said, catching up "Where are you going?"

"I was lured here for a reason, detective," I said "I best find out what that reason is"

Chapter Twenty-Five

The crowd had increased as the day turned old Shadows stretched across the street and ht, an older wo slowed her already slow pace Her head swung toward litter of her eyes

The canvas bag fell to the ground

A er stepped out of the crowd and into the street, right in front of a car Brakes squealed The car careened The teen didn’t notice; he only had eyes for me

As the old woman and teen both started my way, two more people in the crowd shifted in a creepy way, their shoulders suddenly straightening as they turned toward h at half speed They pushed their way forward, knocking people out of their way like tanks Down the street, soround So at the person

The sentinel cop jerked, having seen it too His hand went to his gun, but he didn’t start forward I wasn’t sure why

The teen started to run at lint in his eyes, a wide smile on his face He swooped down next to one of the cop cars and picked a ha stride

"What the hell is a ha just willy-nilly behind the cop car?" I demanded

The sentinel cop didn’t have tiun "Put down the haun, ran forward, and ducked under the swing of the hammer The kid’s speed hadn’t increased as a result of whatever spell or ic had infused hiht that elbow across his jaw, and then grabbed his hammer arm and knocked his wrist with the hilt ofthe hammer I had probably cracked his bone, but he didn’t cry out I gave hi him out cold

The old wooing to punch her That was just wrong

"Do so a really weak and slow slap-punch, and gently pushing her toward the cop I didn’t want to make her fall and be responsible for a broken hip It wasn’t her fault she was suddenly evil

Sorab whoever is terrorizing people down there," I yelled as the two crowd pushers cauy

"What the hell is happening?" the sentinel cop shouted

"Hang with the bull and you’ll eventually get the horns, ot the portly man in the face He went down like a sack of bricks The wo out of the end "So candy for the trick-or-treaters"

I bounced on e forward I met her as I noticed so around the corner with a gun in hand

"Gun!" I shouted, blocking her doard swing The center of the stick cracked against my forearm I jerked my head away so the nails on the end didn’t pierce un!"