Gods of Manhattan (34 page)

"Stop!" the vigilante's voice boomed from the speaker grille in the front of his goggle-eyed mask.

With one strong tug, Spring-Heeled Jack pulled him off the wall.

"You cannot go in there. The whole area is contaminated!"

With a snarl born of rage and frustration, Gallowglass pulled himself free of Jack's grasp and then, turning, began to pummel the vigilante's bullet-proof breastplate with his fists, until at last, realising that that too was futile, he gave up and fell to his knees. The soul-wrenching sobs came freely now in an outpouring of agonised grief.

"There must be a way!" he wailed through the tears. "And if you can't do it, then we must get help!"

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