if curling its fuel into a little circle. The thing in the flame was no longer recognizable as anything but a roaring blue-and-white fire. There came a loud hissing sound, as though gas was escaping.
Then sparks. Then a loud pop.
Then the flame was gone. Everything was gone save for a foot-wide circle of ashes.
And still nobody moved. They just stared.
"Supernatural," said Jack Crow gently from just behind Felix.
Felix turned and looked at him.
Crow was smiling grimly. "Supernatural," he said again in the same gentle tone. "Supernatural. Not of this earth." He stepped over to the circle of ashes and looked down. "Evil. Satanic." He looked at Felix, then kicked the ashes with his boot. "Damned, Felix. Big Time Evil." He kicked at the ashes again. They were extremely fine and they scattered easily in the soft breeze. Crow lit a cigarette and stared some more at Felix before speaking in that same easy tone:
"But we can kill 'em, Felix. We can kill 'em. We just killed this one and we're about to go back in there and kill the rest." Crow looked past Felix. "Right, people?" he called.
"Right, bwana!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Hell, yes!" sang out from behind Felix, from Cat, Adam, and Carl Joplin respectively.
Felix turned around to see them all watching him just as: "Go get 'em!" sounded out from an unknown source.
It was the redhead Felix had noticed earlier arguing with the other policemen, the one wearing a different type of uniform. He stood there holding his fist in the air like a cheerleader.
Team Crow stared blankly at him. They were used to being alone. The last thing in the world they expected was local support. The redhead took their stares as hostility - or worse, scorn. His face turned as red as his hair.
Jack saved him. "Who the hell are you?"
The redhead pulled himself up straight. "Deputy Kirk Thompson, sir."
Crow smiled. The kid - he couldn't have been over twenty-five - had managed to give the impression he had saluted without actually doing it.
"Who called the sheriff's department?" asked Crow.
The deputy seemed confused. "No one had to, sir. This courthouse is our headquarters. Nobody called the sheriff," he added meaningfully, looking around at the locals who were watching. "And I think he's going to want to know why when he comes back."
Jack grinned. "Could be. Hang around, deputy. We'll talk later."
"Yes, sir. Is there anything I can do now?"
Jack frowned. Where was this kid yesterday so he would at least have had a chance to train him? Or get him some chain mail anyway. No. He might need him after all, shorthanded as they were. But stupid, criminal, to risk him now.
He shook his head. "Not right now," he told the deputy. "Though I'd appreciate it if you'd stick close to Carl there." And he gestured toward Joplin, who still stood beside his winch.
"Yeah, come over here, deputy," said Joplin with a knowing look to Crow. "We'll talk a bit."
Crow started back to his team but stopped. The spectators, the policemen, and the mayor's people were still standing there watching. Some still hadn't taken their eyes off the pile of ashes at Jack's feet. Some looked a little stunned. The mayor's party looked scared.
Scared we'll lose or scared we'll win? he wondered to himself.
But he had no time for them.
"Something I can do for you?" he asked harshly.
No one replied or even met his eyes. Instead they faded back to the sidewalk across the street under the courthouse. The policemen went back to their barricades, looking uncertain and uneasy.
Crow felt the urge to go talk to those cops, to find out what the mayor had told them, to get them on his side, to.
But his team was waiting. This was no time to take a time out and have them lose their edge. He picked up another arrow for the crossbow and joined Cat, Adam, and Felix, who stood by the curb in front of the target.
"Okay, people," he said, kneeling down to arm his weapon, "huddle up."
And so he set about firing them up to go in again. He made his voice strong and confident and, as always, sounding that way to others made it seem that way to himself. He made a change in the Plan. They were originally supposed to wait inside while Adam fetched out another cable and loaded crossbow, but Felix had led them all outside, staring at the dying monster. Crow made a joke about Felix changing the schedule, but while the others