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The MinistryHe was conscious throughout the entire trip to the Ministry, the center of the Kindred's operations in New Jerusalem, and felt every jolt and lurch the vehicle made during the trip. Each bump sent shockwaves of pain through his wounded body even though he refused to show it. The woman, Magda, had wrapped a makeshift bandage around his chest to stem the flow of blood and to some extent it worked. However, he still felt gushes of blood every time he took a breath, and that was becoming considerably harder with each minute that passed.
They were travelling in the back of the convertible because Magda had decided it was easier to patch him up there. Hunter took comfort in the fact that if he couldn't kill the fuckers, he could at least ruin their seats with his blood.
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