It ’ s several hours more before the job ’ s done. Those who can be saved have been saved. A mountain of bodies are being disposed of according to procedures. The streets are being hosed down and disinfected. Everything will soon be back in its right place.
This b***h of a day is almost over, but when Dale finally makes it home, things get even worse.
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‘ Hi, Dale, how are you? ’ Amber says. What the hell ’ s she doing here, sitting on his sofa in his lounge, reading a book to his kid? He panics, assuming she ’ s here to tell Helen what he can ’ t, but then he remembers she and his wife were friends long before she became his f**k-buddy. This might be completely innocent. But hang on, there ’ s nothing innocent about Amber. He feels a momentary wash of relief when Helen appears from the
