Rise: Blood Hunter Page #4

I need you to send this for

mail when everything finishes.

Your mother?

Not I had opportunity to say goodbye.

We are waiting visit. Get dressed.

He/she looks.

- Blessed Christ!

- Do you know it?

He/she is the boy that stole your car.

Not it takes a lot of time

there. The blood is fresh.

- Tricia.

- Dad!

Tricia!

It was terrible!

Now already I am here. And not

I will let him to happen to you anything.

Date hurry. He/she will return soon.

Sadie!

- Rawlins.

- Help me, quickly.

- Rawlins, get up.

- What does it happen?

Get up.

- What does he/she spend?

- It belongs one to them.

- Bishop converted it.

- Lower the weapon!

- Affection?

- Not I am your affection.

You disgust me. I hate all that you defend.

You no longer have to be able to on me.

- Now I am free.

- Not you are the one that is speaking.

They made you this.

Bishop predicted that.

,reactionary this way.

Because you cannot accept

the idea that I think

- with my head.

- No.

Finally I found a place where I fit.

Tricia. I am your father. I love you.

Bishop is my father. And

my brother and my lover.

You would become crazy if you see

the things that me ago.

He completes me. And you

you are not anything for me.

- Anything.

- Lower the weapon, now!

And I won't let you to destroy the

only good that have in the life.

No!

- He is not your master!

- Get lost.

Why do you help him?

He/she wants to get rid of

us. Not he/she understands anything.

You have five seconds for

to tell me where Bishop is.

Five.

Four.

One.

Fair when you believe

that there won't be surprises.

It completed 18 next week.

It has never been in New York.

I can understand the one

their father's behavior.

But why do you make this?

- You belong one to us.

- Not because I chose it.

To choose? What it is

that? Nobody chooses anything.

You chose to violate me

and to give me for dead.

You are being infantile.

Everything happens for a reason.

You are deceiving yourself with

the idea of a vengeance.

Perhaps be only an excuse

to transform into it

that you are in fact.

Not I am as you.

Not you believe that all

we are afraid and we are

- confused at the beginning?

- Not I am as you.

It continues repeating it and such

time you convince yourself to yourself.

You are crazy.

My lunatic definition is

a person that believes that

their don is a curse.

And he/she believes that he/she doesn't have election.

I choose to experience

all that the world has

to offer to change

of an unconscious life.

Nobody will miss to those

good for anything, Sadie.

What will you choose, Sadie Blake?

You honest.

Because you are dead if you are it.

And you are dead if you are not it.

I prefer to be dead.

That it is this way.

You know, Eve made a mistake regarding you.

Not you should be another thing

that a beautiful sacrifice.

In that case, you have taken a lot in dying.

But he/she always remembers,

Sadie that you are not only made

of shades. Not you are as them.

That is an it details crucial. He/she is your don.

- Am I dead?

- Not I know how to answer you.

I sit down it if you are dead.

Be quiet.

This will hurt you.

- What do you believe that you make?

- Treatment of stopping the hemorrhage.

It is well, I called reinforcements.

They are already in road.

Not I arrived until here

to leave walking.

What I mean is that

you cannot even walk.

I won't leave of here until the dull thing.

Not you have your cross.

Stay with me.

Another time.

How can you help her?

She killed your daughter in cold blood.

Go irony.

All you are same.

They are always about saving

to mistaken people.

Be quiet.

Get up, Sadie.

I will tell you the truth about your daughter.

At the beginning I found

similar to the other ones.

A confused adolescent.

But while more he/she knew it,

and I refer to know it

very thoroughly, more you

he/she made me a revelation.

Your girl was wonderful. You should know it.

Allow it to go.

It is certain what you/they told me of you.

At the end always flaws. No

you pay attention to the details.

Lament that of your daughter.

Seriously that yes.

It was already dead.

Me also.

We go, it finishes with this.

Not think.

- Only make it.

- Sadie.

You owe it to me.

Not I can live this way.

Make it.

Please.

Please.

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