Z-Burbia 7: Sisters Of The Apocalypse - Plot & Excerpts
I can admit that. A little disappointed. No Heavies. Just a heavy. A Jack Heavy. If that's his real name. "Is that your real name?" I ask. "Jack Heavy? Kind of a funny name." "What's yours?" he asks as he slowly puts his .45 away and tosses mine back to me. Nice guy. A little too trusting, but nice. I think for a second then say, "Elsbeth." "Elizabeth?" he asks. "No. Elsbeth," I say again. "And I have the funny name," he says. The guy is older than me by about ten years. He's fit and knows how to use a pistol. Easy to see by how he handles it. I don't even need to see him shoot to know he probably hits his target every time. Those missed shots earlier were on purpose. I know a shooter when I see a shooter. "Why would that chick say there are lots of Heavies?" I ask him. We're both scooting backwards, staying low as we move our butts farther away from the breeding farm.
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