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Wyrm slammed into him, smashing him hard into the wall. The breath exploded from Cu
Cu
He tasted blood in his mouth as Wyrm screamed and instinctively pulled away. His lungs laboring for air, Cu
Wyrm followed him, leaping over the desk with outstretched talons and dripping fangs. Cu
Cu
Cu
It tasted so good to be alive.
Kien's chair felt comfortable against Cu
So this is what it felt like to be head of the Shadow Fists. It was a heady mixture of power and mastery flavored with the anticipation of sweet riches to come. Of course, Cu
He reached out gingerly, careful not to disturb any more of the fine blue powder that had settled back down upon the desktop, and picked up the telephone hanging precariously on the desk's edge. He dialed.
"Fadeout," he said into the phone. "Put me through to Warlock."
He hummed as he waited for his co-conspirator, the head of the Werewolf street gang, to get on the line. Warlock was tall and strongly built; no one, not even Cu
"This is Warlock." The head Werewolf s voice was deep and emotionless, though there was something of cold, dispassionate danger in it. The Werewolves were, in Cu
Warlock would simply wish a target dead, and within twenty-four hours he'd get his wish. Sometimes the victim's heart would give out, or a blood vessel would burst in his brain. Sometimes they'd be in the wrong place at the wrong time and a runaway taxi would do the job. Once one of Warlock's victims had had the cosmically bad luck to be drilled between the eyes by a micrometeorite. No one knew how he did it, but Warlock's death wish never failed. He was a man to be cautious around.
"New Day is on," Cu
"Already?" Warlock asked thoughtfully. "It wasn't scheduled until next week. No one's in place-"
"We have to move now," Cu
"What's his motive for wanting Kien dead?" Warlock asked.
"I don't know," Cu
Warlock made a sound deep in his throat and Cu
"Put the Wolves on alert," Cu
"Lazy Dragon?" Warlock asked.
"Still missing," Cu
"What about Loophole?"
Cu
"All right," Warlock said. "You want me to send a few of the brothers along to keep an eye on you?"
"That's a good idea," Cu
Fortunately Cu
Cu
Although the eatery was crowded, Cu
"Hello, Glen," Cu
"Not much," Deadhead said defensively. He refused to look Cu