He's Chief of Staff." Oh, my God! What kind of trouble are you in, Dutch?" He gave me a pair of his underwear and white slacks to wear." Shit, shit, s...it!" All right, I'm on three days suspension. I'm still working, but no more fooling around at the hospital. Now are you okay?" No, no, no. I mean yes... all right, no more broom closets." And to his relief she giggled. "I'm fine. I had no inkling my period was coming on, but it does explain why I was acting like a nutcase."They continued talking. Kupper realized there was a lull between her ability to use her power. She had obviously never needed to practice her technique. Thinking of something far more effective than fighting with her, he turned and placed his foot on top of her bag, making sure something was under his potentially crushing weight."No!" she cried out. "That's all I've got left of my family. Please don't break it."He casually peered at her from the corner of his eye. "And what will you give me for it?"Though she. Why she had finished off the opposition before turning back to him he didn't know. In one way he wished the demon had killed him. It was ironic for him to finally torn to pieces by someone he had tried to keep safe.He closed his eyes. He never would have done that for a foe, but this was different. He hoped that when she returned to her human form she wouldn't remember this. He waited.Nothing happened. No blow descended, no ripping claws struck. Hell, there wasn't even any hot breath on his. As soon as the officer had introduced himself as Detective Sergeant Sharp, I asked him what had happened."I'm afraid that we don't really know, sir." He replied. "About three this afternoon, a neighbour of yours heard some shouting out in the street, followed by what he correctly assumed were a series of gunshots, and then the sound of tires screeching as a car drove away. When he went outside to investigate, he found your wife lying in the road at the rear of her car; he quickly ascertained.