Hank is shot, solidly !
The hospital is out of the question,
those will be canvassed.
McGregor’s mansion has proven a grave
error—the Tiarna still has the talisman.
The blood drains:
the old man is handy with a pistol.
His belt a tourniquet,
Hank heads to Mandy’s–where else can he go?
Despite her anger,
the healing ritual cast in circle.
Foolhardy bravado: Hank feels useless, helpless.
for him, as the sky begins to darken.
McGregor stands high on the balcony,
laughing savagely: darkness flows into him.
Quietly, his servant pushes him off the edge.