He could sense what the other Shade had done thanks to his lessons with Paul. He had spiked her with some common disease, amped it up and turned it in a way that she would spread the disease on contact. He knelt over her, then looked up. “Did someone call the cops?”
“Already here.” He looked to the voice and nodded. The man was a little disheveled, like he"d had to push his way through the crowd. His suit marked him as a fed, which was more than Mason wanted to know about him.
“He did this…and he ain"t gonna stay out long.” Mason pointed, turning his attention to the woman. If he helped her, he"d out himself, and to a fed. If he didn"t, she was going to die.
“What about her?”
Mason licked his lips. “Let me deal with her.” He couldn"t let her die. Even if it meant getting caught.
“Ambu
