“That feels better!” Both heads grinned before it realized it was in the sun. A second later, it was gone. The SWAT commander nodded and gave the Shroud back to Angie.
“Where can we order some more of these?” he asked seriously.
Angie shrugged. “We only know one person who sold them, and he’s dead. My husband shot him with a rocket launcher.”
Commander Ford gave her a distrusting look. “Excuse me?”
“It’s okay; the FBI sanctioned it. Speak with FBI Special Agent in Charge Smith if you have any doubts.”
After that, the police spent the next twenty minutes taking turns at dropping the Shroud over demon-humans and disintegrating them. Travis showed up and got everything on video with his cell phone. Even Parrish took some videos.
“This is truly amazing,” said Officer Tassara with a nod a
