Zombie War: An Account Of The Zombie Apocalypse That Swept Across America - Plot & Excerpts
SAFCUR III stalked impatiently across the width of his office and then came back behind his desk again. I could sense his brooding resentment of me, but I didn’t believe it was personal. I hadn’t been in the room long enough to piss the man off yet. Rather, instinct told me that it was the imposition of his time he really resented. He had more important things to do than answer a journalist’s questions. General George Tash thrust his jaw out at me and there was a curl of distain at the corner of his mouth. He balanced on the balls of his feet like he wanted to leap across the desk and choke the life out of me. He was a tall, spare man with a wavy crop of black hair just starting to sprinkle grey. He had a thin nose and fleshy jowls that made his face look long, and gave him the countenance of an undertaker. He glared at me. I flipped open the cover of my notebook. “Thanks for your time, General Tash,” I began politely.
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