Zzzap asked to stay lit for two days

St. George looked over at the tower guards. They’d rushed down to a waiting Humvee. One of them manned the machine gun on the roof. “Can you recharge Cerberus one more time,” he asked, “maybe hold it together for a little while longer?”
“How long is that?”
“If we don’t ask you to do anything else but be a presence … a day or two?”
“Ouch,” said the wraith. “You serious?”
“I need you here, Barry. They need to see us. At night they need to see you.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know,” sighed Zzzap. “We’re heroes and all that.”

Excerpt From Ex-Patriots, pg 490
Peter Clines
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