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Chapters (23)
  1. PART 1
  2. CHAPTER 1
  3. CHAPTER 2
  4. CHAPTER 3
  5. CHAPTER 4
  6. CHAPTER 5
  7. CHAPTER 6
  8. CHAPTER 7
  9. CHAPTER 8
  10. CHAPTER 9
  11. PART 2
  12. CHAPTER 10
  13. CHAPTER 11
  14. CHAPTER 12
  15. CHAPTER 13
  16. CHAPTER 14
  17. PART 3
  18. CHAPTER 15
  19. CHAPTER 16
  20. CHAPTER 17
  21. CHAPTER 18
  22. CHAPTER 19
  23. CHAPTER 20

Bingo. Julie’s reasoning gave Earl faith that MHI would remain in good hands even if he got himself offed anytime soon. “You younger folks might not realize it, but normally, it takes time for a new bounty to make it through the system, and the bigger the reward, the longer the approvals.”

“Exactly,” Julie said. “This has been fast-tracked. Franks just barely lost his exemption. Who else do we know with the pull to do this?”

“Yes!” Owen jumped in. “Stricken gave Franks no choice but to break their rules in Vegas. Franks got in trouble because he was trying to help us. That son of a bitch was ready to let us all die in the nightmare world. We don’t know what really happened in Washington, but I know if Stricken is involved, I don’t want to be.”

Holly sighed. “His last big bounty almost killed us all. I so hate that guy . . .” She’d been the one stuck outside the quarantine. She’d dealt with Stricken and Myers’ internal games more than the rest of them. “Shoot. I really wanted to build a house out of solid gold bars too.”

The only thing Earl ever wanted to do with Special Task Force Unicorn was to get Heather back from them, and then he never wanted to hear of them again. Stricken could keep his blood money. “We’re done here then.” Earl stood up. “Send a message to all the team leads. Tell them Monster Hunter International is sitting this one out.”

He just hoped it would stay that way.

CHAPTER 9

CHAPTER 9

Incapable of reason, bombarded by new senses, and filled with unfamiliar pain, I reacted violently.

The body had been tied down with leather straps. Prior experiments with the Elixir had shown that even long dead muscles would react with violent seizures. Because of the rudimentary working conditions, and the difficulty of correctly reproducing body parts in miniature, this body had been built using only parts from the biggest and fittest of cadavers. The straps were not sufficient to hold me. I tore free.

Lightning was cascading through copper rods buried in my chest. I ripped them out. Elixir and blood were being pumped into my body by a machine. I smashed it. I roared like an animal as I began destroying the very tools that had brought me to life.

The bellows were manned by one of Dippel’s assistants. I remember him looking at me with an expression of terror as I picked him up by the neck.

I killed my first man only ten seconds after I had been born.

With blood and Elixir pouring from my self-inflicted wounds, I was still able to destroy everything in my path. Dippel cowered in fear as I drove my new fists through his machines. My actions were those of a madman. Chemicals spilled, mixed, and ignited. The resulting explosion destroyed much of the tower. I escaped into the storm.

7 Days Ago