Planning the Apocalypse by Angelique Pacheco

In a conference room in a high rise building nearby you can hear the soft murmurings of people waiting for a meeting to start. “Hades, did you get the horses squared away?” “Make sure you give mine water. You know how he overheats.” “Mine just wants to eat all the time. It’s like he’s scared...

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