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MEET THE AUTHOR
A PREVIEW OF
EQUATIONS OF LIFE

PROLOGUE: HE REALLY ENJOYS THIS PART

PART I

I: VERY HIGH ON THE LADDER

II: HARD AND NOISY WAS HIS ONLY WAY

III: YOU JUST HAD TO LET HIM DANCE

IV: SORRY ABOUT THE BLOOD

V: LIKE FATHER FUCKING TIME IN THE FLESH

VI: JUST PLAIN OLD MURDER

VII: I THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME TO

PART II

VIII: MY NEW HOBBY: IGNORING THE SMELL

IX: THEY SAY SHE IS A FLOATING HELL

X: IF THEY DIDN’T HAVE GUNS, I’D BE INSULTED

XI: ON GENERAL PRINCIPLES I’D LIKE TO SHOOT HIM

XII: MAKES ME WANT TO BE A BETTER PERSON

XIII: THAT IS… UNFORTUNATE

PART III

XIV: YOU GET AROUND

XV: YOU GOT MY PERMISSION TO SHOOT THE LOT

XVI: YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO BE MORE SPECIFIC

XVII: I HEAR I MIGHT ACTUALLY OUTLIVE YOU

XVIII: WE JUST FIND PEOPLE TO PAY US FOR WHAT WE WERE GONNA DO ANYWAY

XIX: YER GONNA NEED MORE GUNNERS

XX: I KILL EVERYBODY

XXI: THINK OF ME AS AN EXECUTION

PART IV

XXII: HERE WE ARE, AND WE ARE SO SPECIAL

XXIII: EVERYONE WANTED TO HIRE ME ON

XXIV: IF YOU WERE PAYING ME, I’D TELL YOU THAT COSTS EXTRA

XXV: OOH, LOOK, AVERY’S TRYING TO THINK

XXVI: NOT AS MANY PROBLEMS AS BEING TURNED INSIDE OUT BY RADIATION

XXVII: A MOMENT OF CRAZY

XXVIII: SOMEONE WAS TELLING ME A STORY ABOUT BEING KNOCKED ONTO THE GROUND

XXIX: IT DOESN’T LOOK LIKE A PLEASANT FORTY MINUTES

XXX: THERE’S A LOT OF WE IN THAT SENTENCE

XXXI: I WENT FOR SOMETHING MORE EXCITING

XXXII: THE ONLY THING MISSING IS THE SOUND OF HIM LAUGHING AT ME

PART V

XXXIII: SHEER DETERMINATION AND WILLINGNESS TO HURT

XXXIV: UNCOMFORTABLY CLOSE, AND THEN GONE. USUALLY DEAD.

XXXV: THEY’LL HAVE HIM DANCING AND JUGGLING

XXXVI: YOUR PROBLEM IS YOU THINK YOU’RE SPECIAL

XXXVII: RISING TRIUMPHANTLY FROM THE TRASH BIN OF HISTORY

XXXVIII: EATING MY BRAIN ONE TINY BITE AT A TIME, TUNNELING

XXXXIX: HAD MET ME BEFORE AND HAD A GRUDGE

XL: SIT ON THIS ROCK FOREVER NOW PLAYING WITH OUR BONES

EPILOGUE: I STARED AT THE HEAD. THE HEAD STARED BACK.

APPENDIX

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

BY JEFF SOMERS

PRAISE FOR THE AVERY CATES NOVELS

COPYRIGHT

BY JEFF SOMERS

The Electric Church

The Digital Plague

The Eternal Prison

The Terminal State

The Final Evolution

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Copyright

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

Copyright © 2011 by Jeff Somers

Excerpt from
Equations of Life
copyright © 2011 by Simon Morden

All rights reserved. Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

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Table of Contents

DEDICATION

EXTRAS

MEET THE AUTHOR
A PREVIEW OF EQUATIONS OF LIFE

PROLOGUE: HE REALLY ENJOYS THIS PART

PART I

I: VERY HIGH ON THE LADDER

II: HARD AND NOISY WAS HIS ONLY WAY

III: YOU JUST HAD TO LET HIM DANCE

IV: SORRY ABOUT THE BLOOD

V: LIKE FATHER FUCKING TIME IN THE FLESH

VI: JUST PLAIN OLD MURDER

VII: I THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME TO

PART II

VIII: MY NEW HOBBY: IGNORING THE SMELL

IX: THEY SAY SHE IS A FLOATING HELL

X: IF THEY DIDN’T HAVE GUNS, I’D BE INSULTED

XI: ON GENERAL PRINCIPLES I’D LIKE TO SHOOT HIM

XII: MAKES ME WANT TO BE A BETTER PERSON

XIII: THAT IS… UNFORTUNATE

PART III

XIV: YOU GET AROUND

XV: YOU GOT MY PERMISSION TO SHOOT THE LOT

XVI: YOU’RE GONNA HAVE TO BE MORE SPECIFIC

XVII: I HEAR I MIGHT ACTUALLY OUTLIVE YOU

XVIII: WE JUST FIND PEOPLE TO PAY US FOR WHAT WE WERE GONNA DO ANYWAY

XIX: YER GONNA NEED MORE GUNNERS

XX: I KILL EVERYBODY

XXI: THINK OF ME AS AN EXECUTION

PART IV

XXII: HERE WE ARE, AND WE ARE SO SPECIAL

XXIII: EVERYONE WANTED TO HIRE ME ON

XXIV: IF YOU WERE PAYING ME, I’D TELL YOU THAT COSTS EXTRA

XXV: OOH, LOOK, AVERY’S TRYING TO THINK

XXVI: NOT AS MANY PROBLEMS AS BEING TURNED INSIDE OUT BY RADIATION

XXVII: A MOMENT OF CRAZY

XXVIII: SOMEONE WAS TELLING ME A STORY ABOUT BEING KNOCKED ONTO THE GROUND

XXIX: IT DOESN’T LOOK LIKE A PLEASANT FORTY MINUTES

XXX: THERE’S A LOT OF WE IN THAT SENTENCE

XXXI: I WENT FOR SOMETHING MORE EXCITING

XXXII: THE ONLY THING MISSING IS THE SOUND OF HIM LAUGHING AT ME

PART V

XXXIII: SHEER DETERMINATION AND WILLINGNESS TO HURT

XXXIV: UNCOMFORTABLY CLOSE, AND THEN GONE. USUALLY DEAD.

XXXV: THEY’LL HAVE HIM DANCING AND JUGGLING

XXXVI: YOUR PROBLEM IS YOU THINK YOU’RE SPECIAL

XXXVII: RISING TRIUMPHANTLY FROM THE TRASH BIN OF HISTORY

XXXVIII: EATING MY BRAIN ONE TINY BITE AT A TIME, TUNNELING

XXXXIX: HAD MET ME BEFORE AND HAD A GRUDGE

XL: SIT ON THIS ROCK FOREVER NOW PLAYING WITH OUR BONES

EPILOGUE: I STARED AT THE HEAD. THE HEAD STARED BACK.

APPENDIX

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

BY JEFF SOMERS

PRAISE FOR THE AVERY CATES NOVELS

COPYRIGHT

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