EAT SLAY LOVE by JESSE PETERSEN

Author:JESSE PETERSEN
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780316102926
Publisher: Hachette Books Group
Published: 2011-06-30T22:00:00+00:00

Money can’t buy happiness, but killing shit helps.

Shit!” Dave said as he bolted to his feet. “Hand me the gun.”

“I’m empty, remember?” I popped open the chamber so he could see.

“Fuck!” he muttered before he sprinted up the slanted roof and dove through the open window back into the house.

I stayed where I was. What? Someone had to be the lookout so we didn’t lose them!

But being lookout really sucked because all I could do was watch in helpless horror as Nicole practically dragged McCray toward the potential safety of the houses. The zombies were on their tails, and their reaching dead fingers were pretty much ready to grab McCray’s ragged leather jacket with every swipe. If he slowed down at all… if he missed a step (and since he was staggering, that was a pretty good bet)… he was toast and Nicole might go right down with him. The zombies would swarm and that would be it.

Though I guess, in retrospect, if Nicole got zombiefied, Dave and I wouldn’t have a problem with her suspicious little mind anymore. But that wasn’t how we rolled. I didn’t want the girl dead. Or living dead.

“Hurry up!” I called into the house in the hopes Dave would hear me. “They’re getting closer.”

The sound of my voice must have carried across what was left of the hospital parking lot and the yard because Nicole jerked her gaze toward me. Her face softened with relief as she found me on the roof and sprinted harder in my direction.

I heard her voice, broken by the distance and the sound of zombie moans, but I’m pretty sure she was saying, “Come… hurry… asshole!”

“Hurry, hurry,” I whispered, though I had no idea what exactly would happen if the two of them actually reached me. It wasn’t like I had a ladder to get them up onto the roof and so far no weapons to… I don’t know, save their asses from certain walking death.

So why didn’t I yell for Nicole? Um, loud noises attract zombies (have you not been paying attention?) and I didn’t want to bring any more of them scrambling toward our new friends and making this already wretched situation even more precarious.

“Sarah!”

I spun around and found Dave in the window. He was holding out a rifle for me in one hand and had another for himself. He also had a box of shells. Only half full, but still twenty or twenty-five shots was nothing to sneeze at.

At the sight of the guns, I almost sobbed with relief, but bit it back. We still had to, you know, save Nicole and McCray before I could really relax and we could start congratulating ourselves.

I snatched the rifle from Dave’s hand. It was the kind you’d hunt with, and I was going to do some goddamned hunting ASAP. Actually, at some point, I was willing to bet we’d start doing taxidermy on zombie heads and hanging them in the living room, but for now it wasn’t the time to think about the specifics of post-apocalyptic décor.

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