42
I felt Daniel’s presence before I saw him. A wave of shock swept around the room when his enormous flame-licked wings whipped out of his back and seemed to fill the space.
The criminals were terrified. They looked like they weren’t quite able to believe their eyes.
Bending down to assist Brinkman, I was pleased to see that he still had a faint pulse. I took off my jacket and used it to try to control the blood, but it was a losing battle.
Daniel’s eyes were enraged as he circled the room, knocking men over with his great wings and using his strong arms and legs to lash out at them. He was one angel against a mob of frightened men, but he was holding his own against them.
As the tide shifted in our favor, most of the criminals fled. Daniel let them go. He was more concerned with our
