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Kundiman gritted her teeth as she held on for dear life. She loved Sara because the girl can drive and get to anywhere fast...safely. They turned a sharp corner and she slipped and fell, landing on the blinking, blushing form of the squire.

"Hi honey, thanks for breaking my fall." she smiled and held on to him again as they rounded another corner. He had slid on the the truck floor and Kundiman was on all fours on top of him.

He was looking at her like she was a creature from another planet.

She pouted. "You don't like me?" she blinked at him. She grinned, now waiting for an answer and kissed his cheek. "Nothing that tempts me more than that--" she would have teased him a little bit more if it weren't for the blinking light on one of the console. She crawled forward, not noticing that that put the man in a more awkward position. He had plastered himself on the floor to avoid touching her as much as possible... which was hard considering Kundiman's rather shapely attributes. Kundiman couldn't hear anything else, not what the squire was saying... or praying as she watched the green screen.

"Sara you stop the car! Sara!"

"What's going on?" Ri screamed back.

"The motion detector picked something up. Something is up on our witness' roof." she tried not to think about what that implied. The mana-whatever may be already done with Noelle and Seth, it might have thought the witness was more important... or there were two of them. All three were ugly thoughts.

The car screeched to a stop. "I'm going back. Ri, you come with me. Nick is following in his car, we'd drag him back with us. Ballog, Mr Inquisitor and you honey," she patted the squire's cheek, "will come with Sara to the scene. They might still be under attack. Remember the first priority is to get those two people out and safe. I won't get the bonus if someone dies." Her voice was authoritative but it was amusing to watch considering she was on top of the squire.

Before the group could give their assents, the truck door burst open and Nick stood, breathing hard, looking at all of them. He was obviously going to say something but lost it when he saw Kundiman. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked.

"Inspiring the group." Kundiman said, not adding the none of your effing business that was on the tip of her tongue. She got off of the poor man who obviously breathed a sigh of relief. "We'll use your car. We've to go back, the witness is under attack."

He looked about to argue, shook his head and turned around, walking back to his car. Ri was already opening the car's rear doors. "You guys stay alive or else I'll get your innards and sell them in the black market. You understand?" She slid the door closed and run to Nick's car.

She almost slapped her head when she realized she had automatically sat on the passenger's seat. Old habits, she cursed. She strapped in and held on for dear life. The man got to wherever fast like Sara... only he was so damned reckless.

"So what about that knight again?"

"He's a long lost boyfriend I'd tell you all about when we get to the shelter."

"Kundi, you were on top of someone else earlier. That was the squire."

"He's someone sent by the church to make sure we're not disrespecting the dead. Go figure."

They reached the shelter and they all broke into a run to get up there.

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...some people are only alive because it is illegal to kill them...

Ri activated the tiny camera attached to the dashboard before pulling herself out of the van and into Nicky's car. She'd paused a moment, smiling when she saw Nicky, Kundiman and the squire in such a...dither while she took some salt and whatever sauces that were in hand. Setting herself comfortably inside Nicky's car, she put on the backseat's seatbelt just as she saw Kundiman do with hers. Nicky must not be a safe driver. Looking at her screen, she made sure the lights went green as soon as the computer detected the right distances between the lights.

Focusing on the camera in Aimee's room, she saw that it had been moved. It's angle was off and the camera was facing away from the bed and onto the wall. This was not a good sign.

"I can't see anything with the camera! It's been moved!" Ri shouted over the engine at Kundiman. Placing the earphones to her ear, she said, "I can't hear anything either!" Damn. This was very bad.

If it were possible, Nicky sped even faster. Ri took a moment to admire the ride. Looks and speed. Nice. Wait! Concentrate!

They reached St. Anthony's in record time. Unbelievably, Ri left behind her notebook, removing the strap that had practically been attached to her shoulder and back. Speeding up the steps, the three of them quickly flew through the door when their pounding brought a response. Ri ignored a startled "Sister Ri!" as she and Kundiman ran down the hallway and headed for Aimee's room, Nicky followed close by. A scream rang through the hall.

"Wake the girls and keep them away!" Ri ordered as they ran. Aimee's room was open and her bed was a mess, there was some blood and the sheets were torn and tangled. The window next to it was open wide. A foul smell was coming through. Running towards it, Ri's eyes went wide at the sight of a hideous figure flying before them some feet away. It's wings looked sticky and scaly, the hair falling before it's face wet with sweat and blood. Ri swallowed when she saw the tongue darting out. Oh gross. Ri made a quick search.

"Aimee isn't here!" came a bewildered shout. Kundiman was next to her frantically looking for their witness.
Behind her Nicky brought out his water guns. Ri took one and looked at him, eyebrow arched. Supernatural much? She felt a shove as Kundiman pushed her away from the thing's tongue parry. Like...ew. Ri jumped away and aimed her gun at it. Squirting some salt water on it's tongue the thing screamed as it retracted it's body part. It turned, flying away from them.

"Oh no you don't!" Ri shouted as she jumped out the window and landed, gun ready. The other two followed. She and Nicky squirted, hit and then missed. It turned and came at them then, claws at a ready as it flew. They moved out of the way as it swiped and nearly scratched Kundiman. The creature turned quickly again and darted out it's tongue. Ri shouted as the thing wrapped itself around her wrist. Cursing, she pulled on the tongue and ducked as the mananaggal came swinging at her. Dropping the gun when it pulled at her hand, Ri groped for the gun with her free hand as Nicky fired his own gun at the thing before placing a well aimed kick at it's back, it's wing crunching. Ri pulled as she reached for her gun on the ground. Squirting at the tongue, she was finally released. Lifting her own leg, she kicked at the creature when it flew at her in a fury. It doubled over -sort of, and hissed at the three of them.

"Take that, you stupid ugly b***h!" Ri shouted as she continued to try and kick it. "Look for the legs! Kundiman! Crawl if you have to!" Ri shouted as she threw some of the sauces and salt packets she'd gotten earlier. The fact that it hadn't yet gone away meant it's lower half was clearly close by.

Her teammate looked at her, disbelief on her face as she looked at Ri then down at her clothing. The wet grass was gonna stain.

"Now is so not the time to be thinking like that!" Nicky shouted as he helped Ri distract the creature.

They heard Kundiman whimper and saw her pout before she picked up the condiments, turned and looked through the brushes and surrounding objects. The bushes were scratching her clothes.

Ri screamed as the thing pulled at her hair. Cursing her mouth off she pulled her head back and boxed that ugly face. Nicky squirted it and it screamed pulling back and away from them. They could hear Kundiman's agitated scream. "Where the hell is it?!"

Ri looked at Kundiman. Bad move. Nicky called out a warning but it was too late. Ri felt the wind knocked out of her as the creature rammed itself at her. Coughing at the lack of clean air (it's breath was that bad), Ri turned away. Good God, the stench.Facing it again, she gritted her teeth at the scratches its claws made, Ri pulled her arm back and let fly a hooker.

Nicky then kicked at it and it hit the wall. Still looking at the creature, he asked, "You okay?"

Ri gasped out a "yes" as she took in big breaths. Nicky walked to the creature, his gun squirted but dammit it was empty. Ri threw hers at him. "Use mine." He caught it and aimed.

"I found it!" Kundiman shouted. The creature began to screech and fought wildly, swinging and parrying with Nicky as he kept it away. Ri, still on the ground crawled to her friend. Pulling out the rest of the packets, Ri stood and ran the rest of the way to Kundiman, she ripped open the packets poured whatever -salt, mustard, ketchup, hot sauce and soy (The hell was that doing with the pizza sauces?). Kundiman did the same, a questioning look at the soy. Ri shrugged. Behind them they could hear the creature scream in agony. Ri turned at it, grinning. "Ha!" was all she said. Jumping away at the bubbling mass of gross body parts and organs, she and Kundiman watched it slowly fall and grow black.

Ri looked at her watch. The damn sun wasn't going to be here for a while. Turning, she walked toward the screaming upper half as Nicky held it down with his foot, the gun aimed at its face. It took her a moment to realize what she was looking at. "Oh my God! Kundiman!" Ri shouted as she stared at the mananaggal's face. Ignoring Nicky's surprised looked, Ri just continued to stare.

Kundiman came and stood next to her. Jaw dropping she and Ri exchanged looks. The mananaggal before them was Aimee.

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"This is no time to be admiring or staring at the Daemon this is the time to fight. For the purity of humanity!!" Saying thus Stark charged the floating daemon with his hammer, moving quite a bit faster than someone in full plate should be able to move. Stark swung his hammer horizontally at the Daemon smashing in the side. In response the monster swung its other claw at his chest. Stark had no time to recover and parry with his hammer, so he took the blow, which sent him back a few feet and his armor slightly dented. Regaining his balance he charged again swinging downward, only to have the monster catch the hammer in its hand. Stark responded be shoving the butt of the hammer's handle into the face of the Daemon. Jumping back a few feet he lunged again. This time the Daemon dodged to the side and swiped at his face. Stark had barely enough time to parry, but still suffered three scratches to his cheek. After the parry he responded with another swing of the butt of his hammer to the Daemon's face. The fighting continued, not turning from his adversary he shouted "Get away from this servant of hell, before you are all taken in by the divine might of His wrath, but leave not to far. Brother Antony help them devise a plan to deliver the bane of this creature to it, I will keep it busy with this!!!" Jumping back a few feet, Stark rushed forward again toward the Daemon, this time not bothering to shield himself from the blows of the creature, instead ducking down once to dodge he swung his hammer, hitting the chest of the creature. As this was happening he shouted "By the Power vested in me by the Holy Vatican, I smite the in HIS name!" The explosion of what seemed like almost 2 grenades combined rocked the room, sending the Inquisitor into the opposing wall.

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"Bitch! you're the one victimizing these girls aren't you? I should kill you now but I know that Kath also operates here. Why did you come forward as witness? How do you know this woman?" Nicky shouted at the creature. He brought out a picture from his back pocket - Kath.

Aimee stared at it for a second before turning away in submission. "Talk damn it!" Nicky nudged the creature with his foot and turned to see a curious expression on Ri's face.

He couldn't help but be impressed by her at the moment. This was the first time in quite a while that he'd her in action away from the laptop. She could take as many hits as she could give. She lifted her hand and pointed towards the picture.

"At this angle, I'm sure of it. Aimee's younger and has different features but I'm pretty sure of it. Aimee and Kath are related," Ri said.

Nicky looked at the picture and then at Aimee. He couldn't see it clearly but now that Ri mentioned it, they could pass of as cousins or even worse: mother-daughter. Similar eyes, raised cheeks, different hair color... The father must have been American. A shudder ran through Nicky and he couldn't help but glare at the creature.

"Are there any more of you out here!?" Kundi demanded. Aimee remained silent, seemingly stoic.

"I don't think that going to work Kundi." Nicky lowered the gun from the creature's face. "I think we need something else to convince you." Nicky tossed the salt gun towards Ri and pulled up his pant leg revealing a magnum revolver. It was custom made with a few specifications that made it a bit lighter for purposes of mobility. He grabbed the gun heedless of the creature's wary gaze. He wasn't usually this ruthless but this creature tricked him and the whole agency. He pointed the revolver towards the creatures belly.

"Let's see what happens when the tables are turned," a sweet smile lifted his face.

Aimee's eyes sprang open and her hand reflexively moved towards her belly. Her expression turned sour before she opened her mouth and her tongue came flying at Nicky.

Noelle was still laid out in the alleyway, her leg bleeding profusely as she clung to Seth. She knew that if help didn't arrive soon, they'd die. She cursed audibly as she awoke, she wished they'd hurry and get to them, otherwise... The thought wasn't one of the best to think about, so she tried blocking it from her mind, "Seth... Hang in there please..." she said quietly as she hoped that that creature had gone.

The following writing consists of Brother Antony's actions and reactions to the various events that had taken place thus far.

Antony, along with his master, had been hustled into a van in order to confront the demonic beast that terrorised the helpless in St. Anthony's shelter. He had wondered if he would be called on to give his life in this endeavour, but he prayed that it would not be so. If he died, then his training would be for naught. Still, as the Lord gives, he takes away. If it was time for Antony to join his eternal kingdom, then... well, it was time.

Then Kundiman fell on him.

Brother Antony had been terrified out of his mind when the attractive captain had mounted him like he were Seabiscuit. He tried to maintain a professional politeness, by not saying a word, but that had only made things worse. And she kissed him. He wasn't sure if it was teasing or honest attraction, but he would have - should have told her that it was not meant to be. Now 'twas another problem that he'd need to fix somehow. He prayed to God for guidance as his breathing steadied somewhat.

But his master called him to attention. He raced out of the van following the valiant knight into battle. The others were with him, and one thought in particular was going through Antony's mind. This is it. He would finally be able to confront a true demon, the Adversary, and prove his worth to the Lord God.

They set out to save the hunters who had been ambushed by the creature. They weren't sure where it was or what it would even look like, but Brother Antony prepared for the worst, knowing that oftentimes the worst lay in the path of the servants of the Lord.

And the worst was there.

But when he saw it, he was gripped by a terror so great that he could only fall on his knees as tears began to drip from his eyes. He could hear a bravery in the voices of his companions that he notably lacked. A hand reached for his cross and he prayed softly as Stark engaged the beast. Let it never be said that sheer brute force will always triumph over well-researched plans of attack. That is part of the reason why the Vatican still existed - it used its vast library of lore against the Adversary. But for this particular attack, brute force might've been the best option.

Sir Brightglory had charged into battle against the creature, warning Ballog and the Brother to stand back as he assaulted it. It was more selfless an act than any he had seen before, even in training.

And the demon was winning. He heard his master's order and didn't know what to do, so he looked down at the hammer that had fallen from Sir Brightglory's hand and remembered what his master had told him, months ago. "Do not let this fall into the wrong hands," he warned. "For should it happen, God save us all." He wasn't thinking rationally when his master was thrown against the wall - so he did what any irrational person would do. He grabbed the hammer as tightly as he could and stood up.

His master had been killed, as far as he knew. He was now the sole representative of the Holy Mother Church in the city. It was his duty to ensure that this creature would do no more harm to God's people here on Earth. It was now his divinely inspired mission, church sanction or no. So he charged towards the demonic figure with hammer in hand, shouting, "SATANAS, APAGE ME!" in a much lower tone than his voice usually carried.

As if guided by the hand of God itself, the hammer struck the monster right in the gut. He couldn't explain it then, and he certainly would not be able to afterwards. He'd never even used a warhammer before. But it had hit, and holy weapon or no, that's going to hurt a lot. It was a true miracle. "Um... tongue-tied, are you?" he asked, with a bit of his British accent seeping in. He was attempting to imitate the action heroes of the movies and he couldn't be blamed for trying.

The creature that would have surely devoured his master stopped in the middle of attack. It wasn't because it was unable - the creature was just shocked. That momentary pause, that slight hesitation... that was all Antony would need to gain the upper-hand. That's how fights worked. A series of pauses and actions built off those hesitations. Lord Almighty, it was almost like music.

The squire, in a fury he'd only read about in books, matched the monster blow-for-blow, occasionally getting a hit in and getting hit once himself - on the shoulder, with significant force. He was only pushed back a few inches, and he couldn't even feel the pain. But he could only keep up that righteous fury for so long. He prayed that Stark Brightglory was still alive, because he really needed his help.

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~ "Poems are made by fools like me, but only God can make a tree."

~ "The best way to fight the devil, if not with holy scripture, is to jeer at him - for he can not stand to be scorned."

~ "An atheist is just a person God hasn't met yet."

Stark woke up, moving slowly, remembering what he did. Oh great not again, zealous faith driving me into a fighting frenzy. He tried to move, all he managed to do was moan and push the slab of concrete that had fallen on him. Seeing the monster still alive he stood up, his eyes blazing again with zealous fury.

"May HE have mercy on your soul!" He moved forward slowly in visible pain. During this movement he barely noticed, but did notice his squire almost getting into the same zealous fury, had the daemon not been still alive he would have congratulated his squire, but he was far too concerned with the threat ahead. He broke one of his bottles of holy water on his mail gauntlets and slowly moved forward.

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Kundiman let out a screech as she ducked out of the way of the tongue. It wasn't after her but Nick. He had dodged it but the tongue moved after him. it would have hit his chest if he didn't raise his arm. As it was, the tongue embedded itself at least an inch into it.

Kundiman cringed as he cussed a blue streak but did not get off of the struggling monster. "Kundiman, I need you to come here and pull the tongue off my arm."

Kundiman snorted/ "I will not get anywhere near that thing. God, to think I even hugged her. Toss me the gun. I'll point at her while you rip it off."

Nick seemed ready to argue but nevertheless tossed her the gun. The creature Aimee struggled even more and Nick cussed a lot more as she sucked blood through the tongue.

Ri struggled up and avoiding the claws, she approached the creature to help anchor it down. She knelt on an arm and held down the right shoulder blade.

Nick tore off the disgusting appendage and begun winding it like a rope. "Tell me how many others are out there or I will yank this thing off." He said. "Tell me or I will have Kundiman shoot at you, and the woman is a lousy shot we'll never know what she'll hit. Talk!"

The creature suddenly stopped struggling and lay limp. Her eyes remained open and unnervingly focused on Kundiman. "What's wrong with her? I know I didn't shoot her yet."

Nick kicked the lying form but it did not react. "Kundi, shoot at its belly."

Kundiman squeezed the trigger and if she had accidentaly drenched Nick's pants it wasn't something he could prove considering his foot was near the creature's belly. She stopped when the gun run out of ammo.

"She really is dead then?" she asked, breathing hard.

"I think so, she's not responding to anything." He reached for magnum and knelt down. She didn't move at all even as he cut into her shoulder with a knife that Ri passed him. "Dead."

"That's it? Bummer. I thought it was gonna be a lot harder." Kundiman said, as if she was the one who did all the hard work. She turned around and dialled the number of the van to see how they were doing. She was fixing her hair while she faced her reflection off the unbroken glass window of the shelter. They also heard, from a distance, the sound of sirens blaring. 911 was really a bother at these times she'd have to think of an excuse--

Her thoughts were cut off when Nick and Ri let out panicked cries as the supposedly dead creature lauched herself at Kundiman with the cry "You killed my baby!" Immidiately after was the loud bang of Nick's magnum. Kundiman covered her head as she was then showered with monster guts.

She turned around and faced Nick open mouthedly as she shook guts off her.

"Thank God I'm a better shot than you huh?" He grinned and stopped as Kundiman took her the soiled pink blouse off gingerly. "What are you doing?"

"You asshole! You totally ruined my shirt!" she screeched as she threw the garment at him. She was so angry it never occured to her that the man had saved her.

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...some people are only alive because it is illegal to kill them...

Nicky was taken aback. It’s not like she had scratches or bloody holes in her arm. In fact she got off with barely a scratch. But this was Kundi – you touch her clothes, you touch her. Nicky was sure what would come next.

Kundi came towards him with an accusing finger. She started uttering a stream of curses. There was English of course, then French, Italian… After a long day, this was exactly what he didn’t need. So he did the only thing he knew to shut her up. He kissed her.

She kissed him back.

It lasted for a second. Maybe it extended for a minute. It felt like an hour before she jerked away and shoved him back.

“You idiot” she screamed. “Not only did you manage to kill our link to the manananggal infestation in the region, you also managed to break the one thing I told you …” Kundi trailed off. She snapped towards the bemused computer technician. “Ri, I need to check the other resident. You and Nicky are on clean up duty I the meantime.” With that she stormed away from the room.

Nicky lifted his arm towards her as if to call her but looked around the room instead. There was the manananggal laid facedown on the floor. He remembered firing three shots: One through her heart, one through her hand and another at her head. It had blown apart as if it were some mass of cotton. A gaping cavity exposed the rotting guts that would been her brains. There were two salt guns scattered on the floor. Nicky thought he heard Ri cursing at some point. The other gun must have jammed or run out of ammunition. Ri herself wasn’t that far away from where he stood. He looked up at her embarrassed.

“Uh… I’d appreciate it if you don’t tell anyone about what went down tonight…”

Kundiman angrily stalked away to avoid clean up duty but then she remembered that she was only in her red bra. Talking to the police and explaining what went down here won't be believable if she was dressed like this. Believing her would not be the problem, it's getting their brains, eyes and ears and all away from her slightly expose3d body. She went back to the site and stared at Nicky surveying the remains of the creature.

"Take off your shirt Nick." she said, crossing her arms in front of her. The man stared at her as if she lost her head. "And your belt too. Now."

Ri was holding salt guns in both hands as she stared at the two. She let out something that sounded suspiciously like a squeak but she would deny it even at gun point.

He cleared his throat, sparing the computer genius an embarrassed look. "Shouldn't we be doing this in private Kundiman? Like a nearby closet?"

"I'm going to talk to the nuns." she left the two.

"Did you gain love handles Nick? Because seriously it never occured to me that you'd have anything against stripping in public."

His eyes narrowed.

"Ooohh... do you want me to do it? I'll start with the belt Nick." she purred sarcastically. "I need them in case the police dudes come. I don't want to be arrested for being a hooker or anything so it's either you give me that shirt or I'll cry rape." she approached him as he unbottoned his shirt, humming the melody of The One You Love for some reason.

"Aren't you mad about the kiss? I thought you'd go crazier then I'd have to kiss you again."

She stopped just in front of him. "It was a pathetic kiss Nicky, I barely tasted it." She smiled and reached for him as he bent down. The kiss was hot, urgent, deep and breathless. It was both hungry and angry then it suddenly softened.

Kundiman had closed her eyes, feeling the kiss from where his soft warm lips met hers to the very tips of her toes. Every nerve came awake, all her senses flared and a part of her heart she had all but ignored for years suddenly came alive. It breathed and settled into the kiss, as if finally taking in a breath after a long, long time. She moved closer, her left hand fisting on the hair of his nape, her right hand on the lapels of his shirt. His arms were around her, holding her to him and the familiarity of it all was what eventually woke her up. Her eyes snapped open and she turned her head away from him. She had mustered the strength to break away from the kiss but not from the embrace, as a result they both still remained close together.


“I was kissing you.” He said in a whisper against her ear.

“Shut up, I wasn’t asking.” She snapped, trying to breathe normally.

“You were thinking what the hell were you doing and you know it.”

“As a matter of fact I wasn’t. I was thinking of how that kiss was great and that I haven’t been laid in a while.” She had been thinking of saying what the hell exactly but she’d die before she’d admit it. He was quiet for a while, as if thinking of what to say. “And that wasn’t an invitation for you; that was just a statement of fact.”

He laughed... more like wheezed. “Right. The Kundiman I used to know would have grabbed what she wanted.”

She snorted. “You’re assuming a lot of things Nicholas. First is that I’m the same as I was when you left. I’m not. I’m not your girlfriend anymore. Second bigger assumption is that I actually want you. There’s a difference, Nicky, with wanting and wanting you.”

“Isn’t wanting a general thing? You want and I can give.” His voice softened. “You know that more than anyone.”

“I’m not looking for someone who only gives when he wants to.” Her arms fell to her sides and she left them there.

“How about someone who doesn’t give at all?” Nick broke the embrace and stepped back a little.

Kundiman grinned at him, ignoring the wound his words caused. “Whatever Nick, you were the only one, other than my mom and dad and brother who I actually loved more than myself. And surprise! You left me and proved how it was so totally not worth it at all... and that it’s something I should never do again. Ever.”

“That’s unfair Kundi, you could have come with me.”

Kundiman scoffed in outrage. “Are you crazy? You went into the relationship knowing full well how selfish I am, knowing how I don’t give an inch about anything and that you always had to make the sacrifices. I didn’t pretend to be the martyr, nor did I show or say anything that would make you think otherwise. You even told me you liked that about me. How come you’re suddenly expecting me to be this... this Juliet who’ll give everything? You’re one of those people who date people to change them and that’s all on you.”

If anyone had heard this conversation they would have thought it was somehow absurd and amusing. This was a can of very ugly worms they had opened with a kiss. Nobody was told of their relationship. They had been discreet and from beginning to end, there wasn’t anyone who caught them doing anything in the agency’s premises. Of course, what went on elsewhere was of another matter entirely. And the only sign that signaled the end of their relationship was the lack of tulips from her desk and the disappearance of colorful but tasteful ties from his wardrobe. Then of course there was the all time high in her shopping fees and her adoption of a cat she named Clifford. But the man didn’t really need to know any of those.

Kundiman smiled and took a deep breath. “Well, I’m glad that’s out of the way. Welcome home Nicky.” She stepped back and patted his cheek. “Wasn't that kiss better? Anyway, drive me back to the agency please? I need a shower and a change of clothes. I’ll be going to the hospital to check out Noelle and Seth after. Hopefully those guys have wrapped it up by now." she took the shirt he finished taking off and started wearing it. "I'll call them up then talk to the police and make up some believable story. Please be finished cleaning up by then." she picked up the phone she dropped and dialled.

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...some people are only alive because it is illegal to kill them...