Christopher Golden [Shadow Sa The Gathering Dark (v5.0) (epub

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.Not without incredible luck.But still the man was trying, screaming to his men to retreat, cursing the demons and the vampire he so badly wanted dead.Father Jack reached the tank, grabbed hold of a rung on its side and started hauling himself up.As he did so, a pair of Whispers appeared from behind the tank as though they had just materialized, though he suspected they had come from inside one of the buildings.They lunged for him.The priest held on to the rung with both hands, running alongside the moving vehicle, and prepared to kick the demons.His heart skipped a beat, his throat was dry.Bullets tore the Whispers apart.Jack looked up to see one of Henning’s task force soldiers staring down at him.The man reached a hand down and the priest had a flashback to Bishop Gagnon’s deceit, but he felt he had no choice.The tank was the last target for the Whispers that swarmed into the street now.He grabbed the man’s hand and pulled himself up on top of the tank and they rumbled away down the street.But Commander Henning was not through.He kept firing.Father Jack looked back the way they’d come and saw, in the distance, the French woman and her vampire companion.The vampire had his sword back now and the two of them were leaning on one another, fending off Whispers as they inched closer to the bridge.Henning’s assault rifle dry-fired on an empty clip.The madman popped it out and reached into his jacket for a fresh one.Jack realized that the man would have run out of that special ammunition long ago, but that it did not matter.Normal bullets could kill the vampire now.If only Henning could hit him.“Die, you motherfucker!” the Commander screamed.The other members of the task force on top of the tank ignored him as if his behavior were completely normal, but the two of them were keeping themselves, Henning, and now Father Jack alive.Henning fired again.A shriek filled the air, like that of a bird of prey.Father Jack glanced up and saw the broad wingspan of a giant falcon above him.Then it was gone and a thick mist surrounded him and the others for only a moment.When the mist dissipated, there was a woman standing on top of the tank with them, her eyes severe, her dark red hair swept back away from her face.Father Jack had seen her picture hundreds of times, had seen her on television in years past, before she had become what she was now.He had a file on her in his office back in New York.Allison Vigeant snarled as she reached out and grabbed Commander Henning by the throat.She shook him like a rag doll and his assault rifle at last fell from his hands, clattering off the side of the tank.The two soldiers turned their weapons on her instantly but Allison reached out and slapped one of them so hard he fell to his knees, barely able to stay on board the tank.She tore the gun from the other’s grip and cracked him across the forehead with it.He fell to the street with a sickening thud as the tank rolled on through the rain, and then Allison hauled back and shot a hard kick at the soldier still trying to cling to the tank.He, too, fell.Then she turned her attention to Henning again.“You think I’m going to let you kill my friends? You stupid fuck! When was it going to be my turn?” Allison screamed at Henning.“Huh? I know you weren’t going to rest until we were all dead.When was it going to be me?”“Not.soon.enough.” Henning choked, her hand tightening on his throat.“You can say that again,” she snarled.Allison hissed, baring needle fangs impossibly long, and she sank her teeth into his throat.Blood sprayed her face and clothes as she drank greedily, sloppily from him.Rain slithered down her hair, turning it darker red, almost black.After several seconds she held him, limp and dead, away from her again.“Fucker!” she screamed.“You son of a bitch!”She threw the corpse off the tank and rounded on Father Jack, her mouth and chin smeared with bright red blood that ran down her throat.He held his hands up to ward her off.“You’re Father Devlin?” she demanded.Stunned, he nodded [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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