He can feel it. The hate, the anger, tempers flaring. The sins aren't deep enough to force The Rider to the surface, but there's definitely something there under the surface, and Nick's eyes are lit with sparks of hellfire as he rides towards it, seeing... he's not quite sure what that is... but it... she... is tied to all this.
He guns the engine, pulling along beside the racing cat.
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