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I slapped at his arrasp "I know I’ it, asshole!"

He scowled and stepped back into the shadow I swiped ue, then retrieved a jar froulps fro tape/shoe polish décor, I paused I’d cootten about this zombie and my promise to him I probably could have set so about it Butlow Besides, it was a proht? And surely he was getting brains from someplace else as well It had been five days since the wreck He’d be a lot more rotted if he’d been without brains that entire tih to get hi to take the chance that I’d be killed in the wreck Suddenly I didn’t want to think about where else he was getting brains

I returned outside and handed hiht now," I lied "I was out of work for close to a week," I added with a scowl

He ignored the jibe and tugged the lid off the jar, eyes closing briefly in bliss as the scent of brains washed over him Then he looked back atto keep it fro so obvious, y’know?"

"I hate tomato soup," he muttered, but he stepped back and held the jar with both hands as he drank the brain-soup down I watched, morbidly fascinated as color returned to his skin A few drops escaped the corner of hisonto his shirt to forave a sated sigh

"Ah, god, that’s good," he breathed as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, then wiped his hand on his shirt "Even if it was tomato" He held the eain "When can you get me some more?"

I stared at him, then snatched the jar out of his hand "More? Are you serious? That’s all I have right now"

Ato hold h most of my supply," I continued, pissed "That wreck fucked me up I could have lost my job!"

A snarl twisted his h"

"Yeah, well, fuck you" I’d balledit "You stole jewelry off dead bodies That’s fucking sick,I was set up"

"Oh, right," I scoffed "By who, the zoed to work its way in Kang had been awfully hostile until he’d been sure I wasn’t going to hurt his business

Zeke’s eyes narrowed "You could call it that Some people couldn’t handle competition Besides, we eat brains! That’s sick"

"That’s for survival!" I retorted "That’s life or death" Or undeath

He took a step forward and fear flashed through et into theto let rowled "I’ll--"

"Hey! What the hell’s going on?"

I never thought I’d be so relieved to hear Nick’s voice Zeke pulled back fro I didn’t dare turn around, but I could hear theshut and Nick’s footsteps as he walked up

"You okay, Angel?" he asked, colance his way His stance was totally aggressive, in a bantam rooster kinda way His eyes were fixed on Zeke in as probably lare

"Yeah," I said, voice a tiny bit shaky I thought about saying so, or He’s an old friend and was stopping by, but I didn’t I felt no desire to give Zeke any excuse or out<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>