The Book of Blood Volume 4 The Inhuman Condition Part 1

The Book of Blood Volume 4 The Inhuman Condition Part 1

ARE YOU the one then?" Red demanded, seizing hold of the derelict by the shoulder of his squalid gabardine. "What one d'you mean?" the dirt -caked face replied. He was scanning the quartet of young men who'd cornered him with rodent's eyes. The tunnel where they'd found him relieving himself was far from hope of help. They all knew it and so, it seemed, did he. "I don't know what you're talking about." "You've been showing yourself to children," Red said. The man shook his head, a dribble of spittle running from his lip into the matted bush of his beard. "I've done nothing," he insisted. Brendan sauntered across to the man, heavy footsteps hollow in the tunnel. "What's your name?" he inquired, with deceptive courtesy. Though he lacked Red's height and commanding manner, the scar that inscribed Brendan's cheek from temple to jaw line suggested he knew suffering, both in the giving and the re…