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6G Carinda Barnes' brown eyes were slitted. "I freakin hate you!" She hissed like an angry cat. Roy Barnes, her husband tried not to flinch. "Cari baby that's just the pain talkin'. You don't really mean that." When the words left his mouth, well, Roy wished he could've grabbed them and tossed the stupid thing he said in the trash. But he couldn't and had to endure the blazing glare from his pregnant wife. "You said that the shot wouldn't affect our baby. You got the jab like the little sheep you are. Now, you've made me one too," Carinda husked out. Her normally pretty face was a scrunched-up mask of hatred and contempt. All slitted eyes and bared teeth like a predator ready to strike. Roy sighed and then turned to the nurse. "Can you give her something more for the pain?" The nurse shook her head. "She's at the maximum dosage. You should leave so she can calm down." He nodded. For a moment he thought about saying something comforting to Carinda but one glance at her hateful

Hounds of Tinderlos Chapter Five A moment passed, or maybe it was an eternity. Tina pushed the door open. It was just an office. Laptop on desk, cabinets, and one chair in front of the desk and another behind. Lots of maroon and dark colors gave the room a cozy feel. No monstrosities or horrors waiting for them. “Not to sound bossy, but I'll need you guys to watch my back while I search for the contracts. I bet that Nhotep will be around here soon to stop us. Oh yeah, don't touch anything. You don't know where it has been,” Tina said as she strode to the beige metal cabinets. Something howled in the echoing distance. Stuart looked at Todd. He looked back. “Hey Tina, do you think we need weapons?” “No, your hands should work. Just use swings, not jabs,” Tina said. Stuart closed and locked the door. A quick glance around the room showed a bunch of interesting things, but he managed to not touch anything. Something howled again. It sounded like it was much closer. “Um, Tina

Hounds of Tinderlos Chapter Four They were sitting in Sahid's office. “Dude. Are you alright? You're starting to make me look good,” Sahid said while sipping from an energy drink. He grimaced. Stuart frowned. “I don't look that bad.” He knew why Sahid was hitting the stuff. The loss of sleep was weighing heavily on him. The last crap job they had usually left them alone when they went home. Sahid nodded. “Even Bill looks better than you.” That was kinda true. His skin looked less gray and his eyes almost looked normal. But he looked tired. “Yeah, Stu, I'm gonna be on the cover of GQ. You'll see!” Bill said and thrust some chips into his mouth. Stuart shook his head. “Funny, real funny. I don't know how many more nightmares I can take. We gotta find Todd then get to the bottom of things. After I check my notes, I'll head out to the address.” “Maybe they'll have the servers in the same building with Todd?” Sahid said. Bill shook his head. “Nah, Stuart will have to go somewhere