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person.  Now the night would get interesting.
    “Who is hungry?”
    The guys whirled their heads around at me, instantly leaving the attention of the video game.
    “I’m buying,” I added, knowing that would secure their cooperation.
    ““Fuck yeah,” they yelped in unison.
    I heard their game controllers dropped to the floor as I headed for the door.  Patiently, I waited in silence while they gathered their things.  Brainless humans on the verge of becoming savage zombies.  The irony made my chest sizzle with delight inside.
    Grabbing his keys and mangy leather coat, Nathan rushed by me and slapped me on the back of the shoulder.  “You rock, Luc.”
    T chimed in behind us.  “Bitching, dude.  Bitching.”
    Remembering one critical task I had to do, I motioned to the group.  “I’ll meet you at there.  I need to make this call.”
    Haling down a taxi, Nathan shouted back at me.  “The Red Skull?”
    I nodded.  “Where else?” I asked, popping open my phone and dialing my oldest daughter’s number.
     
     

Chapter 6
    Blick’s Call (Rayea)
     
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    “ Family is supposed to be our safe haven. Very often, it's the place where we find the deepest heartache. ” ~ Iyanla Vanzant
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    Our shopping trip lasted about two hours.  We had our zombie gear in hand and decided to pop in a late hour coffee shop and change.  It was Lynn’s suggestion, but I didn’t object.  I had been a royal cunt earlier that evening, so I decided to find my happy feet, as Grace reminded me, and get with the program.
    Before ordering anything, Grace introduced us to Sasha, the server who she had befriended because she frequented this particular store so often.  A few other workers waved hello and asked Grace if she wanted the usual.
    “What do you usually get?” I whispered to Grace, standing not too far from her as I attempted to understand the menu, hanging on the wall above the counter.  Every coffee drink description seemed to have a ‘café’ or ‘mocha’ at the beginning.
    Lynn piped in.  “Grace will order about a half a dozen of espressos, if my memory serves right.  Am I wrong on that, Grace?” she asked.
    “Nope,” Grace replied.  “I am going through an espresso phase right now.  What can I say?”
    I stuck my hand in my mouth.  “Gross.”  The only liquid I could stomach was green tea, not coffee.  But I did confess I liked the smell of it.  I found that an odd notion I had yet to explore.  More pressing matters were at hand.
    “Three espressos for each of us, Sasha.  Please.  We’ll be in the bathroom.”
    Before I could object to the coffee order Grace had announced we would have, Lynn giggled and pushed past me, headed to the back of the coffee shop.
    “We’ll be right back,” Lynn added.  She held up her right hand to Sasha, gesturing politely as she shuffled our shopping bags in her left hand.  Whirling around faster than I expected to see a human do, Lynn sang out to me.  “Dress up time, ladies!”
    Grace pulled me by the elbow, holding down a chuckle as best she could.  I started laughing because it was ridiculous.  I could not help myself.  Being back with my friends was Heaven, and knowing Blick was returning soon only helped lighten my mood.  “No makeup, though.  Okay?”
    “Agreed,” they both chimed in.
    Grace added, “You’ve got to try at least one shot of espresso.  Okay?  Don’t make me beg.”
    I rolled my eyes at Grace as we maneuvered slowly through the crowded sitting area.
    Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at a nearby table.  A large group of people huddled around a few computers as they sipped from glasses.  Glasses, not coffee mugs or cups.  My heart sank.  Don’t think it.  Just don’t, I reminded myself.
    Grace heard my thought.  She latched on to my elbow again.  “What?” she whispered out of the corner of her mouth.  We both stood as still as statues, watching Lynn struggle with the door and bags.  Neither one