Book 1, Chapter 39

Two hours and a trip to the store later, and JD was hooking up his new computer in Ean’s living room. “I can’t believe you only have one computer,” JD said as he fiddled with wires behind the case. “You’re the biggest geek I know.”

Ean raised his hands defensively. “Hey, I’m not made of money: shoot, I’m a glorified coffee boy. I barely make rent.”

JD grunted, straightened, and pressed the power button on the CPU. “In that case, I’m shocked you can afford the one.”

“Well,” E said, “I wasn’t always this bad off. My last job was as a hitman for the mob. Much better pay,” he confided, “but when the economy tanked people started getting liquidated left and right – so I decided it was time to change career paths.”

JD gave Ean a long stare. His expression was as opaque as his shaded goggles. “Riiiiiight,” he drawled out at last.

Ean laughed. “Okay, it’s actually my brother’s old machine. He gave it to me after buying himself a new one last year. But I had you going with that whole ‘hitman’ thing.”

JD quirked an eyebrow. “Riiiiiight,” he reiterated.

Et Alia, Book 1: Aliens, Ninjas, Demons and Pie

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