Four (Their Dead Lives,1)
“He wanted to speak with Scot, who seemed to have not given a second thought about this apocalypse. Our savior is a boozing, charming, smart-ass. Great stereotype, cruel world.
They’d brought Sofia down to the leather couch. Cocooned in blankets, her eyes remained tightly closed. Why move her? The only explanation, he fathomed, was to put fear in his mind since they had no trust in him, his words, or his actions. She is death. They discussed behind his back. “If you’re tired, you sleep, and I’...ll watch,” said Nasir. Lexington replied in a deep rumble, “I want to know everything he does first.” “I told it all!” Addison spasmed in the chair, ropes digging into his wrists. “Quiet now,” said Nasir. Addison silenced himself, letting them speak. “I will keep watch with you,” Lex told Nasir. They went to the living room doorway, pulling two chairs close to one another. Addison shut his eyes but still listened. “So you’re a bounty hunter?” “I am,”MoreLess
They’d brought Sofia down to the leather couch. Cocooned in blankets, her eyes remained tightly closed. Why move her? The only explanation, he fathomed, was to put fear in his mind since they had no trust in him, his words, or his actions. She is death. They discussed behind his back. “If you’re tired, you sleep, and I’...ll watch,” said Nasir. Lexington replied in a deep rumble, “I want to know everything he does first.” “I told it all!” Addison spasmed in the chair, ropes digging into his wrists. “Quiet now,” said Nasir. Addison silenced himself, letting them speak. “I will keep watch with you,” Lex told Nasir. They went to the living room doorway, pulling two chairs close to one another. Addison shut his eyes but still listened. “So you’re a bounty hunter?” “I am,”MoreLess
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