And yeah, we might have stood there in the street with gun-toting crazy-arsed barcodes hunting us and Jester smeared across a car park less than a minute ago but then there’s this weird wailing noise. Mr Cray, whose ears are less fucked than mine, looks up. I follow in time to see a body smash into the street just a dozen feet away.
‘Jesus fucked a donkey!’ Cray jerks away. I’m still looking, so I’m not so surprised when the second one hits a few moments later. The last one is Mr GZW. I squint but it’s too dark to see. They’ve come down a long way, that’s as much as I can tell.
‘Alright, never mind that plan then.’
New as e-book from Stephen Deas: Lonefire.
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