This wound – there was no way he could have had it when he came into the ambulance. It was fresh. All three of the people here had been executed. It had been done in cold blood, clean, and I hadn’t even noticed with my bugs on watch.
Hmm… Maybe Cricket would be able to dodge the bugs? Though I don’t recall her doing that in Buzz.
Fog would probably be able to get in easily, but he’d have to pull himself together in order to kill them in these particular ways, and that’s something Taylor would probably sense.
Which left me very concerned for the people I’d left in the warehouse. I hopped down from the back of the ambulance, checked my surroundings, and then ran across the street.
Welp, yeeah, if whoever did this is no longer in the ambulance…
I was a single step inside the door when I saw him. Tall, faceless, featureless, but for the chains and ball joints that connected his ceramic-encased limbs.
Oh, hi there, Mannequin! Have you seen any brutal murderers around here recently, by any chance?
One hand was raised, a single finger raised, ticking from side to side like a metronome. Like an old-fashioned parent scolding an errant child.
Is he… scolding her for trying to help these people?
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