Faustus Resurrectus
“Coeus’s arm shot out. He seized Donovan’s throat and slammed him into the wall.
“Good evening, Mister Graham. I think you remember Coeus?” Valdes sidled around them to enter the apartment. Smiling, he wagged a finger. “He remembers you.”
“Let him go!” Joann snatched a steak knife.
“Ah, Ms. Clery.” In one motion, Valdes pulled a taser from his belt and fired it. The twin electrodes shot out and pricked her chest. She gasped. He squeezed the trigger, cutting her scream short as the voltage paralyzed her nervous system. “Pleasure to see you again.”
Donovan snarled and dug his fingernails into the back of Coeus’ hand.
“I’ll get our Vessel, Coeus.” Valdes was now quick, businesslike. “Mister Graham is all yours.”
With a snarl the giant flung Donovan from the foyer. Donovan hit the couch, bounced off the wall and cracked his head on the glass coffee table. He staggered upright. Coeus hooked a forearm hard into his chest, pinning him back against the wall. Donovan kicked wildly.
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