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A sob escaped from him

He heard heavy footsteps Sa

“Sa his eyes off the dark foro ahead Noould be a good time”

Sa

Finally Caine looked at hih his tears Caine saw the way Sam wobbled, barely able, it seemed, to stay on his feet He had been cut up badly The pain

Drake’s work Drake had not killed Sam But he had come close And it see

Quinn was struggling under the burden of the body he cradled in his aruessed, or maybe Dekka

“So This is the end,” Caine said dully He stroked Diana’s cropped hair “I love her Did you know that, Sam?”

“It’s not over yet,” Sam said His voice shocked Caine He’d never heard more pain in a voice He heard a barely suppressed scream beneath the words

“She can’t live,” Caine said

“Edilio’s hurt Alone,” Quinn said “They shot him And Dekka…”

“Not ot here”

He was not interested in Edilio or Dekka Not even interested in Sam So sad that Diana would die this way, all her beautiful hair gone She looked younger this way Innocent Not a word he or anyone else had ever applied to Diana

“Lana,” Sam said

Caine felt the faintest flicker Lana But where was the Healer?