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As John lay facedown and the footsteps of his eneot a sinus-load of fresh dirt Pulling a possu, but this er didn&039;t fit the profile of so to be too careful about whether he&039;d hit hisloose the lead in the middle of a public park?

Had the idiot never heard of the Caldwell Police Department? The Caldwell Courier Journal ?

The boots stopped and that sweet, choking s But funny how life and death got the attention of your esophagus

He felt so blunt push at his left ar with his boot to see if they were in toe tag territory And then on cue, Qhuinn let out a low, pathetic moan from around the far side of the shed

Like his liver was leaking into his colon

The boots moved down John&039;s body as the bastard wandered forward to investigate and John cracked an eye The slayer was pulling a Hollywood, his gun held straight out in a double-pal froh he looked all Crockettand-Tubbs ridiculous with that theatrical bust-a-move, bullets were bullets and it would take only a quick shift in direction and John was at point-blank range

Good thing he didn&039;t give a shit As the fucker wedding- e of Xhex&039;s face sprang John up off the ground in a single lithe move He landed on top of the lesser&039;s thick back, latching on with his free arun to that pale temple

The slayer froze for a split second, and John whistled between his teeth, the signal for Qhuinn and Blay to coun, asshole," Qhuinn said as he reappeared Then, without giving the bastard time to comply, he reached out, locked his hands on the slayer&039;s forear a stick

The crack of bones was louder than John&039;s whistle had been and the result was a lier under the enemy&039;s control

As the lesser bucked in pain, sirens froged the bastard back to the double doors of the shed, and after Blay opened the way in, he pulled his prey out of sight

With overexaggerated words, he et your Hu for us, we&039;ve got to blow"

Not leaving Get the Hummer

Qhuinn took out his keys and tossed theo And lock us in, feelout and closing the door There was the subtle sound ofas he reset the chain and then a click as that Master Lock was popped into place

The lesser was starting to struggle with greater strength, but this was not a bad thing--consciousness hat they were going for

John flipped the fucker onto his sto&039;s spine pretzeled

Qhuinn knew exactly what to do Kneeling down, he put his face right into the slayer&039;s "We know you hold a female prisoner Where is she?"

As the sirens intensified, the slayer runts, so John relented a little and allowed sos

Qhuinn drew back his palm and slapped the lesser "I asked you a question, bitch Where is she?"

John eased up a little further, but not so much as to offer an escape route With the added leeway, the lesser shuddered in fear, proving that whereas the , here during crunch ti punk in over his head

Qhuinn&039;s second slap was harder "Answer me"

"No prisoner"

As Qhuinn threw back his arh the fuckers were dead, their pain receptors worked just fine "Female abductee held by your Fore-lesser Where is she?"

John reached forward and gave his gun to Qhuinn and then, with his now-free hand, he went to the s knife It ithout saying that he was the only one as going to do any real daht up to the lesser&039;s eyes Wild bucking ensued, but the struggle was quickly contained, John&039;s huge body blanketing as under hi to want to talk," Qhuinn said dryly "Trust me on this"

"I don&039;t know no fe but a hiss, that wind-pipe constricted by John&039;s forearave a jerk backward and the slayer yelled, "I don&039;t!"

Sirens were screa lot there were multiple tire squeals

Time to tread carefully The lesser had already dele rule in the war, so whereas with any other slayer you could be sure of silence, that was a not-so-

John uy was already on it Reaching over to a pile of oily rags, Qhuinn snagged one and stuffed it into the lesser&039;s mouth Then it was freeze-frame time

From outside, the voices of the cops were er that"

As John put away his knife so he could hold on with both hands, there was lots of foot shuffling, most of which was off in the distance But would no doubt come near eventually

While the uniforms scattered, the radios in the cop cars provided a chatty sound track to their initial search- and-secure Which didn&039;t take long Within a couple of ht next to the shed

"Unit Two-forty to base Area is secure No victims No perp--"

With a quick kick, the lesser creaas can with its boot And you could practically hear all those CPD gun muzzles come back up and train on the shed