It wasn't just guilt that had made me afraid. In front of people that were mostly cops. None of them was powerful enough, or old enough to be able to fly home. Yeah, he'd fought me, but he was just dead clay, like all the others.
If we hadn't both been afraid of what we'd find when we got to the scene, I would have teased him about it. What did you do to Arnet? Me? Nothing. They screamed at the guns, they screamed at me. I'd escorted Jessica Arnet into the room.
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