Road Trip of the Living Dead
Chapter One
Raising the Dead
for Fun and Profit
Nowadays, anyone with a wallet full of cash and a
little insider knowledge is getting into the Supernatural
life. And, I do mean anyone. Criminals, politicians, even-brace
yourself-entertainers are plopping down tons of cash
for immortality.
-Supernatural Seattle (June 2008)
Gil brought lawn chairs to the cemetery-not stylish Adirondacks,
not even semi-comfortable camp chairs (the ones with those handy
little cup holders). No. He dug up some cheap plastic folding
chairs, the kind that burrow into your leg flesh like leeches. He
arranged them in a perfect semicircle around a freshly sodded
grave, planted an iBoom stereo in the soft earth, pulled out a
bottle of '07 Rose McGowan, and drained half of it before his
ass hit plastic. Granted, he managed these mundane tasks in a
pricey Gucci tuxedo, the tie loose and dangling. On any other
day, this would have been his sexy vamp look, but tonight ...
not so much. His eyelids sagged. His sho ... read full excerpt from: Road Trip of the Living Dead ebook
