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“What exactly is fine about this situation?” Constantine demanded.
“Again?” Tucker snapped, looking at Doyle in frustration.
“Seriously,” Constantine continued. “What are you two up to? Because—”
“I’ll tell you,” Doyle said, taking her hand, feeling the hum rise inside him, that electrical buzzing like tinnitus on crack. Beads of sweat formed on his brow as he used almost all of his energy to focus. To keep control. When he was certain he wouldn’t lose it—wouldn’t go too deep—he gave her just the hint of a nudge then backed away fast.
“Oh,” Constantine said. “Excuse me.” She turned, then crossed the field toward Sanchez.
Doyle shook himself, releasing the rest of the buzz.
“What the hell is going on?” Ratboy asked, his eyes darting between Doyle and Tucker.
“I can explain,” Tucker said, crouching as he met Ratboy’s eyes. After a moment, the med tech rose and wandered away to join the women.
“What is it with her?” Tucker asked, turning to frown at Constantine.
“Right now, I don’t give a fuck.” Doyle knelt by the body, his hand against Braddock’s forehead. “Keep everyone else away.”
“Will do, but you better find it fast.”
Doyle nodded, but didn’t speak. He was in.
Darkness. Surprise. Pleasure.
At least until it turned. Shifted.
Then the fear came.
A mishmash. Horror. Pleasure. Pain.
Black. Red.
A pulsing vein.
A woman’s breast.
Blood on lace.
A growl.
Fangs.
Men’s shoes, running, pounding through the mud.
The sky.
But none of it coming together, none of it coalescing into an image.
Just confusion. A jumble of confused emotions and reactions. Nothing to grab.
Nothing to hold on to.
“Come on, come on,” Tucker said, his voice sounding a million miles away. Doyle closed his other hand over the body’s heart, trying to get purchase on the fading aura.
Dizzy. Gone.
Remorse.
