Whispers in the Night by Gabrielle Evans

Author:Gabrielle Evans [Evans, Gabrielle]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“I love two things in this world,” Hadley said, later.

“One of them is singing American R-and-B classics, preferably from the Motown catalogue, circa 1964 to 1979.”

Hadley spoke slowly. She wanted to make sure they all understood what she was going to tell them next.

“The other thing I love—is zombie movies.”

“Zombies?” Emmet said.

Hadley nodded. “Romero was the first, the prophet of the postmodern Living Dead genre. But there’ve been many others. I’ve seen them all. Trust me, people, we have a very bad situation on our hands.”

They’d nailed up everything they could find over the front and side windows: three doors, two of the old wooden tables left over from before the last renovation, and the polished wood sides of the jukebox.

Mendoza was busily breaking down some wooden milk crates he’d scrounged out of the Dumpster where they’d stashed Eduardo’s body.

“It’s not going to be enough,” Hadley said.

Mendoza looked at the front windows and nodded. “I’m gonna find some more wood.”

Swanson sat alone in one of the booths with his face to the wall, a cold compress pressed to his torn right cheek. Seeing Pete Garrison shot had taken something out of the normally rambunctious used car salesman.

But Hadley was worried about that bite.

She’d seen enough to know what happened to the victims of a zombie bite. So far, the phenomenon had behaved exactly as Romero had predicted, save for one critical point: Garrison was the only corpse from the parking lot attack who’d shuffled along in classic movie zombie fashion. Hadley was pretty sure she could outrun any stroker that moved like the ones from the Romero films.

But the black corpse with the butcher knife neck-ware had displayed only slightly less coordination than a normal human. And Hadley remembered the eerie speed with which the skinny corpse had attacked Mendoza.

It was so fast, she thought. Faster than Mendoza.

She’d heard the busboys telling stories about Mendoza’s boxing days back in Mexico. He’d even fought professionally before his right lung collapsed during an exhibition bout.

What if all the others are like them? Hadley thought.

“We’ve got to get out of here,” she said.

“Bullshit,” Emmet drawled. “I got one good leg, girl. You expect me to run all over creation from those freaks?”

“He’s right,” Swanson said. He stood and stepped out of the booth. “Why not wait here until the police show up?”

“Phone lines are down, man,” Clovis said. “My sat-phone’s clogged with so much traffic I can’t copy what anybody’s sayin’.”

“Riiight,” Swanson said. “Bet you’d like to keep us locked up in here, right, Butch? That way, you can paw all over the Tragic Mulatto whenever you want.”

“What the hell are you babblin’ about?” Clovis said.

Swanson stalked around the counter toward Clovis.

“Oh, I’ve seen you,” he said. “Checking her out when you think no one’s looking. You’re hot for her box. Aren’t ya?”

Hadley sensed something ugly crackling through the air. A crazy fire was burning in Swanson’s eyes. His face bristled with reddish purple splotches and his eyes bulged from their sockets like soft-boiled eggs being squeezed out of a hen’s backside.

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