“Tied to flesh that can be killed, but that mortal flesh is easily replaced. My son will not die but rise again, and so your efforts to defeat me and mine fail. Even so, you will suffer for this before you die.” “Your children are immortal?” I asked, repeating the important part of his words for the camera to catch. The first security system had had sound, but when Adam had updated, he’d traded sound for better video. “Tied to mortal flesh. Who are you?” “Guayota,” he said. “Coyote?” I asked, and I know my eyes widened. He wasn’t Coyote. “Guayota,” he said again, and I heard once more the odd
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