12. Dead
12 Dead Jacob stared at the roasted squirrel in his hand. He was hungry. He needed to eat. But the idea of eating another squirrel made him nauseous. The pale, grey light of dawn made the meat look more decaying than tasty. “Stone will be here soon,” Larkin said, her voice strong even though her face was still drawn. Of course she would be happy to see her old MAGI partner. Jacob would be glad to see him, too. Tall, muscular, bald, and terrifying, Stone had the sort of presence that made you feel sure no one would be foolish enough to attack you. He had been in the MAGI headquarters when it was destroyed. He had been wounded, and Larkin had barely managed to save him. That was probably the last time they had seen each other. Jacob shuddered at the thought, taking a bite of squirrel
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