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“Well, I think a lot more highly of angels ’cause of you. Thank you for that.”

She turns to me.

“And you. Abomination incarnate. I wasn’t pleased when Samael asked me to help you.”

“I can imagine.”

“But you’re a fine ally and companion.”

“Same to you.”

She looks past us into the distance.

“Who is that?” she says.

Bill and I turn. Find ourselves launched through the air all the way back to the van. Bill comes to a skid by the bumper. I crash into the windshield. Blood runs down my forehead into my eyes.

I try to get up, but my legs won’t hold me. The best I can do is crawl onto my hands and knees. Bill moans and rolls over, in as bad shape as I am.

I look around for Hesediel. Can feel a lump rising on the back of my head from where she hit me. Finally, I see her by the treatment tank. She has her knife out and is cutting a long slit from her wrist up to her elbow.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I yell.

She looks back at me, as happy as I’ve seen her.

“Saving us all,” she says.

I manage to get to my feet and stumble like a drunk to the gate of the plant.

Bill pulls himself up on the van’s bumper.

She holds her arm over the sewage.

“You said it yourself, Stark. My blood is the cure for disease. What is more pestilential than war?”

I push myself off the gate and head for her.

“Stop this shit. You’re in no shape for this.”

“But I am,” she says. “Clearheaded. Happy. I thought for so long that the war would consume us all. Now I can finally see its end.”

My head clears a little and I can stand upright.

“Let me help. Cut me too.”

She slices into her other arm.

“That’s noble, but clever as you are, this is something half an angel cannot do.”

Bill staggers up beside me. Pushes away and starts for her. I follow him.

Hesediel stands on the lip of the tank, her arms covered in flowing blood.

“Tell Samael thank you for opening my eyes to so much. Take care, my mortal. And my little monster.”

She draws the knife across her throat and falls backward into the tank.

Bill and I run to her. But we’re too slow. Too stupid. Too late.

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