Corpse Girl punching a man again

His hands were empty. He’d dropped his knife. He still didn’t know where the shotgun was. He was on his knees in front of the dead girl. He put his hands up to protect his nose, and her fist slammed into the side of his head. Not hard enough to knock him out, but it shook his nose again and made his eyes spasm.

Excerpt From Ex-Isle, pg 485
Peter Clines
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