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Company Ink by Ta Moore

Don’t get him wrong, Davy hadn’t been thrilled to end up face-down in a shallow grave¿but he’d not been surprised either. With the life he’d lived, and the work he did, it had always been a possibility. So he’d not been bothering to hold his breath-metaphorically speaking, being dead-for a chance to get his own back on his killer.On the other hand, death was kind of boring¿even for a mercenary who wore the stigmata of his sins as occasionally too-independent tentacles. So when someone opened a door to the living world for him he wasn’t going to say no. He figured he could knock out the revenge in a couple of hours and then spend the rest of his time on this side of the Veil getting take-out, getting laid, and getting into fights.¿the order didn’t matter.Unfortunately, it turned out to be a bit more complicated like that. If Davy didn’t know better he’d have thought this whole set-up was the universe trying to get him to learn something. When Hill had opened the door to the dead he’d not expected the vengeful ghost to be a hot dead man who’d mug him for his skin and bones. The tentacles had been a surprise too.But then necromancy didn’t come with an instruction booklet, or a restart button. The deal had been struck, and the two of them would just have to make it work.