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Jonesy coughed like he was going to barf "Daet so shit!" he howled in disgust, his tie skewed like a sideways flag

In my experience death always se ca in the jaw, cleanly breaking it under the weight of his new soft cast The jaw popped off like a hanging door hinge and the blackness of itswere the worht See on here, Caleb?" Gra its head back and forth, getting ready for a charge while ten zo Jade

"I don’t know," I said unhelpfully

"Well," Graet a handle on this undead bullshit before it all goes to hell in a hand basket"

Really? Huh

"I think he’s gonna get right on that, Mac," Jonesy said, backing up until he touched the hood of Gra emblem on the front

"Go for it, Hart," Jonesy enthused helpfully, watching the zombie with the broken jaw shuffle closer to where ere huddled

When the girl that had started the entire undead mess cae of death energy wash over us and knew that ere in for it I’d never felt anything but Parker’s Knew the flavor, recognized it

Jonesy hadn’t noticed her yet because he was busy whining about the rotting sludge that got all over his cast (shouldn’t have broken his arm in the Chicken Episode then) "Ah hell" he yelled in the ot zonatures- damn!" he hollered

Jonesy looked up, startled when a decidedly feminine voice said, "I certainly can raise a clean corpse but why should I when I can spread the rot all over the top of you boys?"

Jade gave a sood kind

"She’s not okay, Caleb," Jade said so softly I could barely hear her

The girl’s eyes narrowed on Jade and I put her behind my back

Bry pulled up in his noisy car and I couldn’t believeupfor Bry

Now that was true friendship

Bry got out of his hunk of shit and Tiff followed Gone was the pretty green blouse and hot enseotten himself in even more trouble

Tiff was in hoodie-readiness

"Heybad" Parker just looked at hiht without an ounce of humor

Tiff scanned the bear, Gramps, Parker (her eyes kinda widened at his presence) and the s on the chick on the Knoll

Kinda felt like Custer’s last stand

Tiff see the situation "I can take her ass," Tiff said, eyeing her like a prize to be won

"Try it," Corpse Girl intoned

Tiff nodded once "Okey-dokey" A leering grin stretched her face as the wadded guie toss that sht in the forehead It was a sloppy bull’s eye

Death by guht and waded into theon this contingency and we’re just now putting it into play?" Gary said into thefrolasses that allowed ral brain inification and frowned at Joe

Joe lifted the glass, credit-card sized chip, the symbolic helix emblazoned on the front of the crystal by a finely calibrated laser Without human contact, the symbol disappeared But with the correct thumb, the symbol appeared

More security

There were only a handful of people who had the correct genetic imprint for the symbol to rise to the surface like oil on water

Zondorae, Kyle Hart and of course, that shitty C-M, Jeffrey Parker

The Zondorae’s had fought against bringing hiht, Gary would have done anything if he hadn’t allowed his personal snit tothe real dose instead of the placebo to Parker Shoulda, coulda, woulda It had been a poor choice So Parker of the unstable fahest recorded IQ in the test subjects was running amok with full control of sensitive and classified information; for your eyes only

Parker had eyes in the back of his head The brothers suspected hi away the time continuum to that pack of paranormal brats, with the Hart boy at the wheel

It had continued to worsen

Now, the head of their little league was batting for a home run

Take ahat made the paranormals special They were too powerful to control and didn’t seem to be moved in the normal directions humanity had followed in the past

Coercion by eneration liked h for power There could not be one without the other

The Zondorae sibling team had now been tasked with the systeenetic code wiped

Of course, it did not mean that in the future they could not be called upon for selective inoculation

Oh no, their branch of the government would always need soldiers

Paranormal ones

Too bad that these kids wouldn’t do what their bosses wanted Better that they were mundanes

Gary especially loathed that the majority of their directives were in a et the saue C-M, Nevaeh

She would be cleaned There was really no other option