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Hannah massaged her temples. She feared she was looking at a full-blown migraine. Pain pounded her head like a hammer on an anvil. She rested against the wall, grateful for the support. McClelland and Lang were standing a few feet away, recapping the night’s events. Silas was staring at her. It was uncomfortable, given he was only inches away.
“What?” Hannah asked.
“What do you think you were doing?” he said.
“‘Hey, Hannah, are you okay? Sorry, a man tried to kill you.’ That’s what a normal person would say right now.”
Silas waved a finger at her. “You did something in the bathroom. You drew that guy to the diner.”
She did her best shocked face. “How the heck did you know that?”
“I’ve been doing this a long time, sister,” Silas said.
“I thought I could, you know, use the link like before. Find out where that bar is.”
“It’s not like the Internet,” he said. “You can’t search for anything you want.”
“I realize that now,” Hannah said.
“Even in the best conditions tugging on the link is dangerous,” he said. “I’m surprised something worse didn’t happen.”
“You didn’t see the bathroom.”
He crossed his arms. “So, did you get anything?”
“Okay.” He walked over to the police. “If we’re going after this guy, we gotta do it now.”
Lang looked at him; her face was not encouraging. “Nobody said anything about going into the sewer. We have a crime scene back at the diner. Possible injured.”
“Every minute we waste up here, that freak is getting further away,” Silas said. “Catching him is necessary, you know, if you want to solve this case.”
“What makes you think this has anything to do with the case?” Lang asked.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Silas said.
“No, it is not.”
He turned to McClelland. “Yo, Louie Anderson. You didn’t bother to tell her what we discussed?”
Lang looked at McClelland expectantly. He raised a hand. “I was just getting to that.”
“Whatever. You guys can chit-chat; I’m going in.” Silas was already bent over the manhole.
“Black, you’ll do no such thing,” Lang said.
“You’re not working with us,” she said.
“It’s a free country,” he said. “Climbing down manholes ain’t against the law.”
“Actually, it is,” she said.
“Well, you’ll have to come down here and arrest me.” He shot a look at Hannah. “Coming?”[Read more…] about Black Days, Chapter 15 “Underworld”