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Tim picked it up and read
Amanda and Christopher waited
Finally, after fifteen minutes, Tim Anderson lifted his eyes from the slide The characters flashed out of existence as the helix i
"You’ve done what they’ve done, you’re no better than the back across the desk
Christopher carefully picked it up and slipped it into one of the pockets of his black pants "Youadults find that not all is lost, there will be hope," Christopher reasoned
Anderson shook his head "Maybe they didn’t want this?" he said, raising his voice
"Not all, just some," Amanda said, then added, "ere very deliberate"
"Like the myth of Noah’s Ark," Anderson breathed out
Amanda nodded "Yeah, but without that pesky flood"
"Who?" Anderson de in his eyes like a coat on a hanger
Christopher and Amanda looked at each other "I think you know"
Anderson did a forehead slap "Wow this is going to be"
groundbreaking?" Ale, tense nod "Yeah," he answered with only the barest treain
"Do your job," Aive a ripe hairy rat’s ass if Anderson thought they were dogshit on the bottom of his shoes He was afrom one to the other
"You will," Christopher replied with dead calm certainty
They left the way they had come, in stealth Very much like Graysheets but not
Anderson stood there for an undeter as a far-off water faucet dripped into the sudden silence
Finally, decision
I have a job for you- Tim Anderson
Yeah?- BadJuJu
Not here-BadJuJu
Let’s meet at the usual location- BadJuJu
Okay, this is very sensitive- Tim Anderson
K, what color?- BadJuJu
Black- Tim Anderson
pause in pulse communication
whistles It’ll cost ya- BadJuJu
I’ll pay- Tiht- Ti
Nevaeh & Parker
Parker caht process in a fog ofsoft beside hi open and he turned his head
His pal Nevaeh’s tit
"Get your hand off my boob or I’ll kick your teeth in, Parker," she said casually
He could tell she meant every word
He snatched it back like he’d been burnt Hell, he hadn’t
Hadn’t he?
Or was it some weird-ass Freudian slip? In The Physical
Shit-damn-shit
Nevaeh sat up and stared down at hiade is here so let’s get ame up?"
Heat washed up into his face and he had to remind hiovern ice chip eyes gazed down into his face without blinking, unflinchingly open and cavernous he found hi with you, stud muffin?" she asked
Parker blinked
She bounced up, her lean fra
Nevaeh was tall Parker stood and looked down on her He towered over her but he was tall hi then asked, "What happened earlier between us?"
She saze "Listen, philosophy later Check it," she said, kicking a thu in
Parker whipped his face toward his fellow assassins
But he’d jumped ship; he knew it and so did they
Parker didn’t even flinch, he did what any self-respecting five-point AFTD would do: he called in the undead troops The ones that he and Nevaeh had inadvertently called when their energy had coether like a bo that was standing, every tree trunk, shed, garage and separator receptacle They came to his call
The Graysheets or, as they were fored forward, the civilians backing away in confusion and various stages of consciousness
The operatives saaited for theuns for handheld flamethrowers
If Jonesy had been here he could have deactivated their weaponry as it was pulse operated
Unfortunately, he was not and the zoan to burn They lost the battle as they won the war through sheer nu the front fiery line of the Helix Complex operatives back as the horde surrounded the the and dead, singed the nose hairs of the gathered, gagging and retching beginning in earnest as the firebomb of combined zombies and operatives roared unabated
Zo hearts They believed in The Directive
It was a very handy attack And unlike Caleb, Parker was pragmatic with his zombies They were for his use, if they becarabbed Nevaeh and took off after Caleb
He was nal of death like a beacon in the deepest part of night, that single sweeping light swinging to pierce Nevaeh and hi flesh behind the her hands on her knees, breathing in high, whistling breaths "Parker," she called out softly