Doctor Cunningham came in carrying a large hand mirror. I shook my head. Bernardo was stabbing the corpse in the back over and over. Edward was standing there staring at me, his usual amused blankness showing on his face.
It would cut down on my urge to be heroic. Edward slammed on the brakes. Maybe the mutilation victims could lead us right to the thing. Edward counted out, One, two, three, and swung her up and out, forcing me to swing her other arm.
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