Bab 948: Dead

Michael's expression stiffened. He looked at Lincoln Piedra's body, and the happiness he had felt upon reuniting with Alice was gone. Sadness and anger filled his entire being.

He was sad about his friend's death and angry at himself for having been too late. 

'If I had only been a little bit stronger. A bit faster and everything would have been fine…'

A deep sigh escaped his lips, and he knelt next to Lincoln. Alice was sleeping soundly in the artificial coma. The Blood Incursion didn't do anything to kill her, which was exactly what Michael had hoped for. But Lincoln couldn't be saved. He was dead, probably more than 24 hours at this point.