Thursday, January 17, 2013

Dead Rite chapter 135.07


“That's how it is, though, isn't it? You lead a charmed life, or at least Harold does.” Gillian looked at Harold just long enough to make him squirm under her gaze. “So what happened this time? Why did the luck run out? Five years we've been together and never before has anyone we cared about died.”

“Yes they have. There was...” Harold looked at Jasfoup for help.

“Penny Black. She died rather horribly, as I recall. Shoved down a staircase by one of these very golems we're having trouble with now. She went through a glass window and got guillotined in half.” He made a face like sucking a lemon. “Very nasty.”

“Yes. Her.” Harold made an emphatic nod as an exclamation point.

Gillian closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “We didn't know her when she was alive. We only met her because she was an earthbound spirit who attached herself to Winston.”

“Ah. There you go. Winston. We cared about him. He was robbing the Manor when we first met him but we still stopped him from getting killed. He must be dead by now. I haven't seen his taxi in three or four years.”

“That's because he runs a garage now. Gaunt Garage?”

Harold shook his head. “Never heard of it.”

“He still does odd jobs here and there, though.” Jasfoup seemed distant, as if he wasn't really paying attention. He turned back to Harold. “What do you think? Has our luck run out?”

“No!” Harold almost laughed at the preposterous idea. “Of course not. We've just decommissioned a hundred golems and thirty or so demons. Julie was just an unfortunate accident and let's be honest, it was Devious who killed her, not us. If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have been burned in the first place.”

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