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"Or here to burn the evidence?" Holmes added.

The pair of men with gasoline simply stood there and pointed their guns at them. In a fraction of a second, he identified who these men worked for.

''Standard issue pistols: stolen three weeks ago. Red suits, white pinstripes, black shirts and ties. Children of..."

"Grimm!" Revan charged forward and slashed at the closest intruder, rage taking him. He sliced the pistol in two and kicked the man back. Before the other could react, MacLeod did the same to the other's pistol and pinned him to the wall, blade at his throat. "''Ubel. Did he send you? Tell me so I can send 'im to Hell!" Revan looked as if he were going to slit the henchman's throat if he was not answered.

Having seen this face from Revan before, James knew what had to be done. He whispered to Kirina. "Help him. Tap his head in a four beat interval. It will calm him down. You're a young woman, he'll be faster reacting to you."