Denabria PD had officers on the sidewalks, and whenever a group of counter-protestors clustered together, they urged them to keep moving. One young woman in a gray uniform noticed Melissa and offered a nod of respect.
Well, that was something.
With her badge pinned to her coat lapel, Melissa stood on the curb and shot dirty looks at any black-coat who got too close. She couldn’t arrest them, but boy, oh boy, would she like to.
One jack-ass – a short guy with a thick, dark mustache and flecks of gray in his hair – bared his teeth and snarled at her. Dusep had passed his hatred for the Keepers onto his followers.
Harry was next to her with a cup of coffee in hand, frowning as he watched the crowd go by. “I thought the ones by the Hall of Council were bad,” he muttered. “These folks are l
