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"Rhys!"

"I s between Malachi and the girl in the back "We’ve got to get her to the hospital She’s dehydrated Her breathing is shallow, and--"

"You go" Malachi wrenched the door open "I’ll go after the bastard"

"Be careful," Rhys yelled, but he didn’t try to stop hiori to worry any of their kind Even a sroup of thereater numbers were all that made them a threat Still, Malachi was careful It wasthat had led to the horror of the Rending

He paused on a deserted corner, closing his eyes to take a breath and trace a few ic not inscribed on the body would fade in tith Just as he finished one set, he caught the scent again, but stronger The Grigori was corinned and ducked behind the corner of the building, a s to rehborhood He could see the graffiti that had been painted over, layers of it, rising to his eyes as the ans There was an advertisement for Coca-Cola that had been painted overfor hi held ghostly writing only an Irin scribe would see Words through the ages, ever and always visible to his kind

Their gift Their curse

The set in trouble," the girl protested weakly "I don’t… No, it’s fine I…I don’t care"

"Of course you don’t" Thewoly He was European; sandy-blond hair gleahts His accent sounded German

"Your voice," the woave her a wicked smile "Do you love me?"

"Yes," she breathed out "Say my name"

"I don’t know your name," Malachi heard the man say as he led her to an alley just as filthy as the one they’d rescued the last girl froori was alone Often, they would hunt in pairs or even sht?"