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Untitled (Demon Road)

Untitled (Demon Road) - Derek Landy Desolation picks not long after Demon Road signed off, and it wastes no time getting back into the action.
Some of them had been attacked where they sat, others as they tried to escape. Bludgeoned to death, every one of them. A woman in a brown cardigan was slumped over her table, blood leaking from the mess in the back of her head. A trucker in a plaid shirt had half his face caved in. The waitress had been dragged across the counter. Blood dripped from the dented gash in her temple, forming a growing pool on the floor beneath her. Amber couldn’t see the cook, but knew he was lying on the floor of the kitchen. She could see his blood on the wall.
Landy offers up some new characters to enrich the banter and round out the team, including retired cult-actor, Virgil Abernathy, who’s just witnessed something worrying through his neighbour’s window.
Virgil turned off the lights. Time for bed. Another day over with. Another one under his belt. He was building up quite a collection. Had more days than he could count. He wasn’t quite sure what he would do with them, once he’d collected them all. Maybe he’d set them free. Maybe he’d go to Eddison’s Shard, the rocky outcrop overlooking the disused quarry in the hills behind his house and throw the days to the wind, watch them flutter and fly and disappear. Or maybe he’d just stuff them in a jar bury them in the backyard. Either one would suffice. No one would be using them again.
And our very own Scooby Gang, complete with van, and dog who likes to hump… everything.
Kelly sighed. “Sorry, van,” she said. “Next time I’ll have more faith in your awesome ability to keep goings. There were times, it is true, when I doubted this ability. Uphill, especially. Even, to be honest, sometimes downhill. You have proven me wrong.”
“Now swear everlasting allegiance.”
“I’m not doing that.”
“Ronnie,” Warrick called, “she won’t swear everlasting allegiance to the van.”


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