Lizzy had gone still, eyes staring into nothingness. Still on his knees, face screwed up in agony, Jeff turned his face towards Gemma and Stuart, and then, finally, me. ‘You idiot,’ he said, and fell to the ground. His head struck the floor and he made a croaking noise that I will remember forever. He spasmed, arms twitching, lying beside the puddle of his own stinking vomit, and then lay still.
ion think they dead yet
