there.
EL-MASRI: I’m sorry I have to be like this to you about it.
SPURLEA: I understand, Chen. I do. I’m just certain that when I die and meet Hippocrates, he’s going to be sorely disappointed in me.
EL-MASRI: He’s going to die anyway, and painfully. You wouldn’t be doing him any favors.
SPURLEA: I’m going to change the subject by saying, Look, here comes Magda.
GANAS: The easterly team found the containers with the crew from the Erie Morningstar .
EL-MASRI: What’s the report?
GANAS: Everyone’s dead. Death at impact at one site. Death by the pack, it looks like, at the other. They’re less than a klick apart, with the death-by-impact site being the most northerly one. The team took pictures, so if you want to have nightmares tonight, you can look.
EL-MASRI: No other containers?
GANAS: If they’re there, they haven’t found them yet.
EL-MASRI: Have them keep looking. Give all the other search teams the coordinates and fan out from there.
GANAS: How is Malik?
SPURLEA: The Rot’s in his blood.
GANAS: Jesus.
SPURLEA: Just another perfect day here in New Seattle.
EL-MASRI: Look at it this way. It’s unlikely to get much worse.
GANAS: Don’t jinx it.
EL-MASRI: Thank you, Aurel, Magda. I’ll let you know when or if we find those supplies.
SPURLEA: Thank you, Chen.
GANAS: There goes a right bastard.
SPURLEA: We knew what he was when we hired him.
GANAS: I know, but it’s painful to be reminded of it so frequently.
SPURLEA: Without him we might be dead already.
GANAS: Which is also painful to be reminded of so frequently.
SPURLEA: Come on. We have to give Malik his painkillers.
GANAS: Did Chen tell you to finish him off after you did?
SPURLEA: He did.
GANAS: Will you?
SPURLEA: I don’t know.
GANAS: You’re a good and decent man, Aurel. You really, truly are. How you ended up on a wildcat colony is beyond me.
SPURLEA: You’re one to talk, Magda. Let’s go in.
GANAS: All right.
SPURLEA: And turn that off. Whatever I do, I don’t want a record of it anywhere but on my conscience.
Also by John Scalzi
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About the Author
JOHN SCALZI is the author of several SF novels including the bestselling Old Man’s War and its sequels, and the New York Times bestsellers Fuzzy Nation and Redshirts. He is a winner of science fiction’s John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer, and he won the Hugo Award for Your Hate Mail Will Be Graded, a collection of essays from his wildly popular blog Whatever ( whatever.scalzi.com ). He lives in Ohio with his wife and daughter.
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
HUMAN DIVISION #2: WALK THE PLANK
Copyright © 2013 by John Scalzi
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The Human Division
John Scalzi’s stirring new novel in the universe of his bestselling Old Man’s War
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January 15: The Human Division #1: The B-Team
January 22: The Human Division #2: Walk the Plank
January 29: The Human Division #3: We Only Need the Heads
February 5: The Human Division #4: A Voice in the Wilderness
February 12: The Human Division #5: Tales from the Clarke
February 19: The Human Division #6: The Back Channel
February 26: The Human Division #7: The Dog King
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