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Lash woke up with his face in the dirt and soh his pockets As he tried to turn over, so hard cupped the back of his skull and held him in place

A palm A human palm

"Get the car keys!" somebody hissed from the left

There were two of them A pair of humans, both of whom smelled like crack s hand went to the other side of hiht the man&039;s wrist and, with a twist and a ju bastard

As the guy went fish-s and swept down fro it free of the bone A quick spit and he ripped the cocksucker&039;s throat wide-open

Yelling Serious yelling froiven the order about the keys--

Which was quickly extinguished as Lash withdrew his knife and pitched it at the running back of Mr Grand Theft Auto, catching the fucker right between the shoulder blades As the son of a bitch yard-saled into the dirt, Lash curled up a fist and punched the temple of the man who&039;d mounted him

With the threat now neutralized, Lash obbly again, his body falling to the side as he briefly considered another round of throwing up Not a great condition to be in--especially as the hurunt and claw at the ground like he was deteret away

Lash forced hi above the crackhead, he braced a foot on the guy&039;s ass and yanked his knife out of that back Then he kicked his target over and lifted his are-into-the-chest thing when he realized the bastard was built strong, his frame packed with muscle Given his wild eyes, he was clearly into the pipe, but he was young enough so that the ravages of the addiction had yet to eat away at his body mass

Well, wasn&039;t this the SOB&039;s lucky night Thanks to a whione fro him in the heart, Lash slashed the huular As red blood flowed into the earth, and the man started in with thewas a hundred y He needed

Bingo

While those veins drained, Lash dragged himself to the Mercedes, popped the trunk, and lifted the carpet section up The panel that covered where the spare would noro pulled out easily

Hello, wakey-wakey

The kilo of cocaine was supposed to have been cut down and repackaged for street sale days ago, but then the world had exploded and it had been left right where Mr D had stashed it

Wiping his knife off on his pants, Lash punctured a corner of the cellophaned block and dipped in the tip of the blade He snorted the shit right off the stainless steel, loading up first his right then his left nonexistent nostril

For good measure, he did another round

Annnnnd one , the rush that thundered through hi even after his vo-out routine Why he&039;d had those problems was a mystery Maybe that &039;hood rat&039;s blood had been tainted, or maybe it wasn&039;t only Lash&039;s body but his internal che to need that powder in the back until things stabilized

Shit worked, too He felt great

After rehiding his stash, he returned to the crackhead The cold didn&039;t help the draining process, and waiting around here while the fucker bled out wasn&039;t the brightest idea, nohis considerable buzz, he strode over to the dead guy he&039;d done a Hannibal Lecter on; he ripped open the man&039;s filthy jacket and tore the undershirt beneath into bandage-size strips

Fuck his father

Fuck that little Shit

He was going toaddict

It didn&039;t take long to wrap up the seeping wounds on the human, and then Lash picked hiard a cabdriver would pay to cheap luggage

Driving out fro around But shit every car he saw, from the ones on the surface roads to the traffic that whizzed by on the highway, every single one of them was a Caldwell PD unmarked

He was sure of it They were police Hu into his car The police, the CPD, the police, the CPD

As he headed for the ranch, he hit every single red light in Caldwell, and as he was forced to brake it, he stared straight ahead, praying that all the police behind and in front of his in the car

It would take toopulled over Besides, talk about buzz kill He was finally feeling like hih his veins, the steel-shod hooves of all that cocaine tra a cacophony of creative inspiration--

Wait What had he been thinking of?

Aw, hell, what did it ed around his le one of theet to Benloise and reestablish the connection Make more lessers of his own Find the little Shit and stab hiuy fucked hiain

Go back to the farht with the Brothers

Money, money, money--he needed money

As he passed by one of Caldwell&039;s parks, his foot eased off the accelerator At first, he wasn&039;t sure whether he was actually seeing what he thought he was or whether his coked head arping reality

But no

What was going down in the shadows by the fountain presented the opportunity he&039;d planned onif need be

Pulling the Mercedes into one of the ot his knife out As he went around the hood of the AMG, he was vaguely aware he wasn&039;t thinking straight, but as he rode the cocaine rush, that felt just fine

John Matthew took for with Xhex and Qhuinn, and Butch, V and Rhage Up ahead, the ratty farmhouse with the yellow cri out of Law & Order

Although if that were true, without Set an accurate pic even with great camera work Despite the acres of fresh air around, the scent of blood was strong enough to make you clear your throat

To properly cover Lash&039;s intel du out the address which had been tied to the license plate on that souped-up Civic Trez and iAht, but they were ready to co to the Shadows, there was nothing too special to report since Xhex had left them except for the fact that Detective de la Cruz had returned, spent an hour, and left again

John searched the scene before hi on the shadows more than what the risen moon illuminated Then he closed his eyes and let his instincts bleed out fro that indefinable, invisible sensor in the center of his chest free rein

In moments like this, he didn&039;t knohy he did what he did; the urge just caood effect--so strong it was undeniable

Yeah he could feel sohosts in there And the certainty reminded him of what he&039;d felt when he&039;d been in that dreaded bedroom where Xhex had been so close and so far away He had sensed her too, but been blocked fro the connection

"The bodies are in there," Xhex said "We just can&039;t see or get to the you they&039;re in inside"

"Well, let&039;s not fuck around out here then," V said, deht into the farmhouse while Butch took ait across the scruffy laith gun drawn and down at his thigh He looked in the s until V let hi in?" Xhex asked

John signed carefully so she could read his hands You&039;ve already reported what&039;s doing inside I&039; to show up at the front door

"Agreed"