Fresco reacted first, already on alert. Even so, he was almost too late to save his brother.

This kid was even more violent than the one he encountered in the alley, if that was possible. The sedative patch still clung to his lip, like a shining square of some strange disease. He lunged for Daniel's face with his outstretched hands, fingers digging into his windpipe as the boy's mouth gaped wide, teeth shining in the low light like tiny little weapons.

Fresco ...