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“But once you get home, you are not to run. Do you understand? MF gets to decide what to do with you.” Who knew what she had planned, but it wasn’t Damien’s concern.
Damien put on some music, unlocked the register, and started counting out the bills. The bell above the door chimed.
He looked up, but there was no one. An ice-cold breeze wafted through the store, pushing clothes aside.
Damien swallowed down a cold lump in his throat. “Hello?”
Suddenly, the door chimed again. In sauntered Bonbon and Gorgonzolina with Pet riding on her head.
“Hey, man. Wussup,” said Bonbon.
“I told you to stop allowing Pet to be seen in public. What are you doing here?” Damien asked.
“We got a text, telling us to come.”
“Bonbon, you don’t own a phone,” Damien pointed out.
Bonbon looked up at the ceiling. “That was you, Sky? Hey, lookin’ great, by the way. I wasn’t into your new body. No ass.”
Damien’s blood pressure hit the floor. “Sky?”
“She says she’s dead again.” Pet swirled around in a circle.
MF waltzed in with Maxton behind her.
“Hey, guys!” she said. “We just got back and saw the text. What’s the emergency?”
Pet fluttered to the center of the room. “Sky says she was murdered. Again. And SBP took Amelia and Miguel—for test subjects.”
“Oh no,” said MF. “You’re dead again, Sky?”
“Don’t you worry, Sky,” said Bonbon, “we are going to get your family back.”
“And Maxton’s Parrot will make them pay,” MF snarled.
Damien blinked. “This can’t fucking be happening.”
From her jail cell in the Uchben maximum-security prison, Cimil flipped through herSunset Magazine, dog-earing the pages with horrible designs so she wouldn’t forget to punish the designers in the afterlife.
“Ew. Gold plating? You’re definitely going to hell.” A small gust of wind whipped through the air. “Oh, hi, Minky,” Cimil whispered.
She listened to the latest report.
“Oh, that is too bad. Sky’s a ghost again.” Cimil shrugged. “Well, we all have a part to play. But no one still suspects a thing?”
Minky shook her head no.
“This is great.” Funny, though. Not one person stopped to really think about why she’d made sure everyone showed up at the same time to fight that rage demon. Everyone except her sweet Roberto, who only needed to see it.
“Soon, the rest of the pieces will fall into place, Minky. You’ll see. It’s going to be the biggest shit show ever.”
Cimil listened.
“Of course I have a backup plan. But really, what could possibly go wrong?”
