Death After Life: A Zombie Apocalypse Thriller - Plot & Excerpts
There was a slow, not-quite rhythmic thudding against the fence of the Andersons’ property. A body battering itself against the boards. Snuffling growls (a distinctly male sound) and occasional, cringe-inducing raking sounds against the reinforced wood. The unmistakable sound of clawing fingernails. Or by now, the tips of bare phalanges exposed by repeated trauma. Feeders didn’t think, but nor did they feel. “You know any rent-a-cop could handle this,” Quarles said, less patronizing than mildly ironic. He was just glad Angie was here, whole, alive and in love with him. She wrapped her still firm and supple body around his. There was no lust in this embrace — she was merely frightened and upset — but Quarles felt the familiar stirring down south. The former stripper had a powerful effect on him, even if years of drug and alcohol abuse had given her face a rather hard, slightly mannish quality. She still had a young woman’s hair. “It’s Barry and Kate,” Angie said, a little whiny.
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