“The Dead Man isn’t dead. He’s not even incapacitated, not if he sent skeletons after you.” “Skeletons. Phfft. He’s incapacitated enough, if he didn’t come after us himself. You know, it is conceivable that I could survive on my own for another hour or two. And you skipped over the part where you complimented me on my derring-do.” “Yes, awesome job, thank you for not dying after you left me behind. I baked cookies.” “Chocolate chip or oatmeal raisin?” I asked. Brand hung up. I tucked the phone back in my pocket and headed to the car. The phone vibrated. I pulled it out and saw that Brand had
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