Page 98 of The Cruelest Undead

Because he needed to know the whole story, he let her tell him what she perceived to be the issue.

“Start at the beginning, Honey.”

And she did.

“Seth was out working,” she said, as they all stayed under the shade of the trees, “and I was following him.”

He let her talk.

“The zombies rose, and we had to get out of there. Seth’s partner, Logan, was hurt. He’s inside healing, but that’s not the worst part.”

“What is?” he asked, pretty sure a hurt cop was high up on the problem list.

Since he was human…

Yeah, this was going to be tricky.

She was honest.

“I smelled him when I was at the cemetery, and I’m scared,” Clariel admitted.

He lifted a brow.

“Smelled who?” he asked, confused.

She had no choice but to tell him.

“Mathew, Father. He’s back, and that’s not going to be good.”

That was all it took.

Jolie gasped.

In that moment, Flynn knew that this was definitely going to be a clusterfuck set up by their least favorite deity-wannabe, Fate.

Flynn knew this was going to be a problem for him and Jacques. No, this was going to be a nightmare, and he knew it.

They put down Mathew because he was rabid.

And now, he was back.

That wouldn’t be a coincidence.

“Death! Get your ass here!” he said, wondering why he didn’t warn him.

He was betting this was about to be bloody and dangerous.

Because Flynn knew who was going to haveThe Vampyre’s Cross, and who was afterThe Necromancer’s Sword.

Fate was being a bitch.

No shock there.

But now, he and Jacques were going to have to own what happened between Mathew and them on the night they ended him.

And Jolie was likely going to be pissed.

At them.

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