The Many Writings of K. A. Jones

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It was just the two of them. Kelly had paid the fine rather than have the injection, while Finn had been unlucky enough to survive. They kept looking at each other and Finn knew that she was staring at him because she couldn’t quite believe he was alive. She had been the one sitting with them as each of them lost their fight to whatever it was that was actually in the syringe, even though that wasn’t something they would ever have asked of her, as she wanted them to have some company during their final hours. After three days he’d woken up.

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Uriel and Samael stepped into the house together, which told Richard that some bad was coming, because that was the only time they worked together. When they were followed by Mikhael and Gabriel Richard summoned chairs for all of them. Samael nodded before adding to that a table with a bottle of whiskey on, surrounded by five glasses. Breathing deeply, in an attempt to become calm, Richard sat down in the chair closest to him, gesturing to the angels to do the same, as he waited for them to tell him how bad it was going to be. Each of them took a seat, looking as though they were also having difficulty being calm.

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