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“So, leader, is it time to deal with this chud?” Hank asked, respectful but impatient

Zil laughed again The food in his belly filled hiiddy And a little sleepy noith the sun going down

And he liked the use of “leader” as a title for him It fit It felt fine

Zil Sperry Leader of the Human Crew

“Sure,” Zil said “Let’s have ourselves a trial” He glanced around the yard “Turk and Hank, drag him over to the back steps, prop him up”

Hunter could not seem to sit all the way up He was conscious, but not fully One of his eyeballs looked funny, and Zil realized it was because the pupil ice as big as the other It gave Hunter a stupid look that h

“You should have just admitted you stole my jerky,” he scolded Hunter

Hank knelt down to get right in Hunter’s face “Do you confess that you stole the leader’s jerky?”

Hunter’s head lolled to one side He see to speak, but all that came out was a slurred sound

“Blrrrr gllll pluh,” Turk mimicked

“I think he said, ‘Yeah, I did it,’” Hank mocked

“I’ll interpret for him,” Turk said

Hank asked, “Hunter, do you admit you killed Harry?”

Hunter said nothing, but Turk supplied the answer “I sure do I am a freak, nonhuman, chud scum who killed Harry”

Zil laughed happily “What can we do? He confessed” He adopted a severe tone “Hunter, I pronounce you guilty Guilty as charged”