Ford tries to negotiate a deal with Bill, and it goes awry.
“That’s a lie, Sixer. I’m pretty sure even dumb-as-a-block over there could tell.” Stan is jerked forward, towards them. Bill twists again, eye wide with mirth. “You’ve surprised me, I’ll give you that. And I haven’t been surprised for a long time. So how about this, I’ve got another proposition, fuck bruiser over there and I won’t kill the both of you right now. Deal?”
A tendril snakes out of Bill’s body, blue and burning. Ford looks at him with a disconcerting intensity, looks back at the appendage, and grasps it. “Deal.”
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02 Nov 2017