Chapter 39
The forces arrayed against us were divided. Which meant we were that much closer to a win.
“Mr. President, we need to get you to safety!” a bodyguard roared as he attempted to insinuate himself between the nation’s chief executive officer and the attack wolf who was my brother. Meanwhile, another member of the entourage drew his g*n then stood down as his own boss once more sidestepped into his line of sight.
“Just let me show you!” Shepard demanded, ignoring the bloodthirsty wolf at his knee as he waved the blood-red syringe through the air with the petulance of a child.
Rather than answering his bodyguards or his opponent, the President darted forward, grabbing onto Shepard’s wrist this time as a spray of red fluid squirted upward through the air. Then they were falling. S
