BLOODY HORIZON

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED & SEVEN

°°° Internal Affairs °°°

• Oak Lane, Philadelphia

Carlos Wilson’s Residence

In the basement of his house, the only place in his house he has been comfortable in since his healing stunt on Kate Sunday evening, Carlos sat in total silence. He looked a bit older than he was, as he had used some of his life force to pull Sean out of the grips of death.

He had been using his life force daily, each time he visited Sean. He would slowly undo what damage he could without it being noticeable. He'd been doing this for about a week since returning from the Pittsburgh meeting.

He was barely ever at work anymore and had left the repair shop in Malone’s care. Right now, there were just a number of things on his mind: the complete resuscitation of Sean to the point where the medics could continue, and then the issue of a meeting with the Ancient One, a meeting he had requested since the incident but had yet to get a reply.

The meeting was one of the reasons why he was always in his basement whe