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Inspecting the Workers [MultiFormat]
eBook by Jim C. Hines
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eBook Category: Fantasy Year's Best Fantasy and Horror Honorable Mention
eBook Description:  The arrangement seemed more than fair to the struggling poor of Detroit: Kris Dobson's team would reanimate the dead to help restore the city, and when the zombies broke down, the government would pay for full funeral arrangements. But life adapts ... even undead life.
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: The Book of All Flesh, 2001
Fictionwise Release Date: November 2005
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [180 KB], eReader (PDB) [24 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [10 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [10 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [73 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [81 KB], hiebook (KML) [83 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [34 KB], iSilo (PDB) [9 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [11 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [39 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [19 KB]
Words: 3076
Reading time: 8-12 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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"Mr. Hines evokes an atmosphere of mystery and tension."--Dave Felts, Tangent Online (Learn more about Tangent Online, the Internet's leading SF&F short fiction review website)
"Wait here for a minute." Kris Dobson walked up to the figure by the wall and studied him closely. The streetlight gave his skin a pale, yellow tinge. Accumulated grime stiffened his clothes like cardboard. His hair stuck out like a static halo as he scraped graffiti from the wall of an old steel mill, apparently oblivious to anything but his work. To judge by the gauntness of his face and the looseness of his clothes, Kris guessed he had been dead for at least a week.
"Status report," she barked.
The corpse's arms dropped to his side and he turned toward her, a bucket of paint thinner dangling from one hand. He raised the other hand in the sign that meant "Situation normal."
"The zombies understand you?" a voice asked from behind her.
Kris closed her eyes. Of course Mrs. Gillpine had ignored her order to wait. This was, after all, the woman who had barged into the project director's office and refused to leave until someone agreed to escort her into the test zone. Kris was sorry she had missed that scene. Mr. Sourpel, a large, overbearing wolf of a man, had been faced with two options--agree to Mrs. Gillpine's request, or face the humiliation of having security drag a seventy-year-old, one hundred pound woman out of his office.
Mrs. Gillpine wasn't one to wait in the background. Kris wondered what had happened to her, that a woman with that kind of determination had ended up so poor she needed the city of Detroit to cover her husband's funeral arrangements.
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