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“Aren’t you?”

“No Well, maybe,” Albert admitted “Okay, maybe I want to be ie and all that”

Quinn snorted “Yeah Maybe”

“But that doesn’t , Quinn”

Quinn didn’t have anything to say to that He was sick at heart He would be bla Lana Arwen Lazar The Healer The irreplaceable Healer Saive him one of her cold, disappointed looks

He should have stuck to fishing He liked that Fishing It was peaceful He could be alone and not be bothered Now, even that was ruined with hi to train them, supervise them

Sa to blow up Or else just borrow Astrid’s cold, disappointed look

They bounced out onto the highway

“The streetlights are out,” Albert said

“It’s al,” Quinn said “Maybe they’re on a timer”

“No, man They aren’t on a timer”

They reached the edge of Perdido Beach It began to dawn on Quinn that soer and wronger than losing the Healer

“Everything’s dark,” Quinn said

“Soreed

They drove down pitch-black streets to the plaza It was eerie Like the whole town had died Quinn wondered if that’s what had happened He wondered if the FAYZ was in some new phase Just he and Albert left, now