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Rosie cackled to herself as the wind whipped through her hair. The high-speed chase around town had been going for miles now; she was sure that the local sheriffs were losing their crap.
And why wouldn't they? It's not like this is the first time that Los Brujos had decided that the small town of Shallow Waters would be their home... And when you're home, you never ask to take things from the fridge, or the cupboards, or the safe. Rosie wanted some new jewelry, maybe something with emeralds, and she was sure Ms. Ledermeyer was going to die soon and pass them off to her daughter, wherever she was... the bitch.
And Rosie was pretty sure that the locals were stiff miffed over that deputy who stuck his nose out just a little too far and took a .22 blast to the face. She stroked the murder weapon lovingly as it rested in its leg scabbard, remembering just how well it meted out justice.
'Let's keep things interesting', she thought, a crooked smile crossing her face. She inhaled slowly, focusing her will and summoning a rush of eldritch energy to her fingertips. With a snap of her wrist, she conjured a violet lash and whipped it into a nearby signpost. With a quick yank, she severed it and sent the stop sign hurtling into the windshield of the police car behind her. The driver reflexively hit his brakes, sending the car into a controlled skid as it swerved...
The explosion happened immediately and without warning, and the next thing Rosie saw in her rear-view was a shimmering portal with a massive, muscular arm jutting out from it. The arm caught, and stopped, the police car dead in its tracks. As the hand withdrew back into the portal, it dragged the car and occupants with it.
'Madre de dios!' she thought, genuinely shocked.
So shocked, in fact, that she completely missed the next portal opening directly in front of her...