Here."
"Uff!"
Reese pounded the folded cage against my chest with so much force that I stumbled backwards. But of course he didn't care. He was already pulling a second cage off the trailer.
"Could it be a little more friendly?" I let the cage slide to the floor so that I could take it by the handle, when I almost got the next one in the face. "Reese!" Well, tell me, there is something wrong with him.
"We're not in Pussyland here, so stop complaining and do your job." He pressed the second cage against my chest so that it almost fell off me. Then he pulled two of himself off the trailer and marched back into the park.
I followed him at a distance and wondered how I had earned that again. It had been like this all day. If his mood was normally bad, it had hit an all-time low today. And that despite the fact that I had brought him his stupid coffee again today - this time even warm.
But that didn't matter. Today he seemed to have made it his b
Shit, there was so much blood! I quickly stripped off my jacket and pressed it to the deep wound in the abdomen, trying to feel the pulse on his wrist at the same time and not paying attention to the gaping flesh wound on his face."Damn it, Shanks, do you want to kill yourself ?!"My hand went to his carotid artery and ... there he was. Very weak, but I felt the throbbing on my fingers. "He's alive," I breathed. "Reese, quick, call an ambulance, he's still alive!""Fuck. Put his head back so he can breathe better. ”The cell phone was already on his ear. "And keep your hand on the wound, otherwise ... yes, Venator Tack here, Proles danger zone level red, we have a victim here," Reese said into his cell phone. "Open abdominal wound. The degree of injury ... "I blocked it out while he passed on more details and the address, concentrating entirely on the caretaker and the faint throbbing under my fingers. This man was a hero, he had saved the children
I turned to him in amazement. Should i ask him?"Finally ask!" He ordered me. But not according to the motto, spit it out, then we'll finally have it behind us, but much more , give me a little normalcy . He seemed nervous again. Did that have something to do with this mansion he had disappeared into? Did he fear I knew what was behind it? But why should that make him nervous? That didn't make sense. Should I ask him about it now?"What should I ask you?"He snorted and started again as soon as the light turned green. "Wherever it's going, of course."Of course, because he certainly wouldn't talk to me about this property. In his opinion, the way he behaved was none of my business. Did that mean it was like Taid again? Did he have any more illegal things to do?"Come on, now do it!"Okay, that was strange. "Where are we driving to?"He didn't answer, just turned the car into the other lane, but I thought I saw something like relief in
Reese didn't care, just tapped the card with his finger. “The walker was attacked here this morning, the pack was sighted here yesterday, which is why a team has already looked around the area, but just as I couldn't find a trace. So I assume that they only use this park for hunting. There are other green spaces in the vicinity, all just a stone's throw away from each other. The acacia grove, Fennpfuhl, the horseshoe settlement, Krugphul, which is also followed by an allotment garden settlement. All these green spaces are so close together that it cannot be ruled out that the pack may be found there, but I haven't had the time to search them because I was called to a school for an assignment. "Some hissing went around. Schools, kindergartens, hospitals. Large gatherings of weak people, that aroused the protective instinct in every Venator.On the other hand, I felt sick again when I thought of the caretaker.“What Shanks has drawn here are trails an
Halfway to the trees, Reese paused and cocked his head. He listened intently, frowned. "I do not hear anything.""Yes, there is ... come here." I waved him over and ran a few more steps towards the whimper.Reese followed me without comment. His ears pricked up, paying attention to every little noise.We ran along the top of the toboggan run, getting closer and closer to the grove on the other side. It wasn't until we were halfway inside that Reese finally seemed to notice it. "Did you hear that?" He looked around, back to the place where we had stood before. It was nearly twenty yards away."I've always had pretty good ears."He gave me an indefinable look before he went further into the little wood, always after the quiet whimper.I followed him, looking around the canopy of the trees. Max had said Bastian could save himself in a tree, so I assumed he was still in it. Oryx couldn't climb. They could jump incredibly high, but their hooves k
man in his fine thread came up to us. His face was contorted with anger and turned all red. Alderman Thompson."You'll pay for that!" He yelled at Reese. "I will make sure that you never again ...""He just saved your son's life!" I hissed at him.“It's his fault! He has not attached any hazard warnings! "“He put it up, I saw it with my own eyes! That's why you should be grateful to him and not ... let go of me! "I snapped at Reese, who simply pulled my arm away. "What shoud that? Why don't you defend yourself when he throws false accusations around ?! "“Because it's no use. His son is badly injured and he needs someone right now to blame for it. Since I'm the obvious one. ""But this is wrong!""He doesn't care." Reese glanced over his shoulder back at Bastian and his family. Alderman Thompson looked almost distraught when he saw us after, but dared not leave his son's side.Reese maneuvered me behind
"But that's not all my blood," Reese countered, looking a bit defiant."But it's not just Proles blood, either." Without paying any attention to us, Jilin pulled up her papers again. “And now get out of here. I have to write a complaint against Goldberg about his complaint against you. "Was that possible?Reese just snorted and then left the office.Since we were released, I hurried to come to his side. "Who is Suzanne?""You will notice that in a moment."For a moment I was out of step. Not because of what he said, but because he answered. No stupid comment, no scornful look and no stoic ignoring. I was speechless. He had said it normally, just as he spoke to everyone else. When I thought about it, he'd been almost ... nice since he'd been in the park. On the drive here and while we were writing the reports, he had behaved almost like a social person to me.I could get used to that , I thought as I walked down the corridor at
The door to the kennel hall almost slammed in my face. "Thank you too," I mumbled angrily and pushed it open again myself. Okay, Reese was mad at me, but that was no reason to break my nose by slamming the door in my face.Since I'd dared to put the gun on his chest, he was just as dismissive of me as he was this morning - maybe even worse.I mean, what was his problem? I just wanted to talk to Nick. Was he afraid I would fight his brother? Actually, I wasn't that uncertain about Reese. Or maybe it was just because he was a fool, or as Nick had said yesterday, that he liked being in control of everything.As soon as I had entered the kennel hall, the grunts and growls reached my ears. But the smell was much more overwhelming. Just like on my last visit, it stank of dirt, rot and animals. Didn't the windows open? I would have loved to hold my nose.I ran after Reese, grumbling. His bad mood had to rub off, but how can you get in a good mood with this thund
I will be waiting for your call.Should i really? After all, we were now something like a ... um, I still didn't really know what we were, but yesterday evening had been fun. And if it wasn't for Reese's dirty looks all along, I might have been able to enjoy Nick's company a little longer.“It's not a hair, it's a shadow,” Evangeline exclaimed and let the ID disappear into her pocket. "You are just jealous."With a raised eyebrow, Domenico pulled his tray closer to him. "What should I be jealous of, please?""To that I'm prettier than you."Laughing softly, he piled a piece of his casserole on the fork and let it disappear into his mouth.The discussion between the two did not help me with my little problem. Then again, why should it be a problem? I would just send him a message. Then he could decide for himself whether he wanted to react to it. Hey, I wrote, just thinking about you. After a little thought, I added sturgeon I? ad