Immortal Twilight
“Brigid said, her hand reaching across and dipping the muzzle of Grant’s blaster as he prepared to fire.
The dark-skinned ex-mag glanced at her angrily, eyes narrowed in rage. “What the fuck do you think you’re...?”
“We don’t know who this is,” Brigid said, keeping her voice calm.
“He’s one of them,” Grant insisted, pulling the Copperhead up against the pressure that Brigid had placed upon it. “I’m not taking any chances, archivist.” He spat the last as though it was an insult.
Kane had stepped up to the balcony now, as well, and he turned from the figure on stage to Grant, eyeing his partner with concern. “Baptiste is right,” he said.
“The hell she is.”
“Put the gun down—partner,” Kane urged.
“We won’t learn anything if he’s dead,” Brigid added.
Grant looked from Kane to Brigid, the need for revenge burning inside him.
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