und. It's the sharp intake of breat
the
e! This is
one. Beams of tactical flashlights cut thr
ent to my thigh, searching for a holster t
essor Harrison, pulling him
s. They were moving toward the stage, t
ned th
ing from beneath the white tablecloth. He had shoved Seraphina as
wa
er, jumped onto the stage.
it! Le
n, turned his weapon toward the crow
at a woman who was cryi
going t
solved itself in a microsecond. Distance
marble floor. I reached down and tore the side sl
. Silen
he shadows between the flashlight beams. I
his kidney. He grunted,
aring my palm on the hot metal, and drove
his grip
rom his hands. I spun
n saw me. He ra
p-
To disable. One round into his right shoulde
oman in a torn backless evening gown holding an AR
. Too calm for a civilian, but in th
esit
commanded.
gun. He dropp
open. SWAT teams
Drop th
he floor, stood up slow
out. "Bad guys are
he saw my face in the flashlight beam. He saw
d his gun
p away from
I said. "Just a civ
s flicker
red glass. And me, standing in the center, soot on my face,
up, brushing crumbs from his knees. He looked at
ned and close
ispered. "You
d," I
ce. You wouldn't watch
n," I said, wiping my hands on a napk
d up by a waiter. She loo
ng started fr
l loo
The "Madman of Manhattan." He was wearing a tuxedo that cost more than Julian's ho
drawled. "Sim
ring the police, ignoring the c
"I heard you were on the market. My securi
hand. It was s
ford me, Blac
was a wolfish, hun
inding his voice. "She's
n. The smile vanished
e table while she was clearing the room. If she were
inched as
ing his arm. "Let's get you a drin
. He was small. So
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