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Tom pulled the hood off the woman. His breathing stopped. Her eyes were both blackened and blood leaked from her mouth. He calmed himself and lowered the g*n.
He felt something inside himself wake for the first time since the day of his family’s death. It was a pulse in him that seemed to run along a unique pattern of veins. He couldn’t admit it yet, he couldn’t unchain it. But he wanted to.
Police sirens roared in his ears. He re-focused, jumped into the driver’s seat and started the car after gently securing Anna in the back seat. He drove straight at the incoming police, making them slide out of his way. Think hard, he said to himself, think hard. Whoever had just attacked him had been waiting for a clean moment. They were interested in him. Perhaps they just needed him erased as
