Zombie Fallout 3.5 ~ Dr. Hugh Mann by Mark Tufo

Author:Mark Tufo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, horror, suspense, zombie, undead
Publisher: Mark Tufo

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It was early Saturday morning when the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it, honey,” Jonathan said as he stepped out of his warm bed and into his leather slippers. Marissa did not even acknowledge his statement, much less the second ringing of the door chime. “Oh, for Heaven’s sake,” he said as he put his robe on.

“Yes?” he asked brusquely as he opened the door.

“Good morning, sir!” a husky young boy said, a wide chocolate-stained grin framing his mouth.

Jonathan so wanted to be able to shut the door in the face of the person who had interrupted his slumber, but one look at the boy and his grin had convinced him otherwise. “What can I do for you, young man?” Jonathan asked. “Wait, are you selling something? What is that you are holding?”

“It’s baklava, sir,” the boy answered.

“What is on top of it?” Jonathan asked, intrigued.

“Chocolate strawberry glaze, sir.”

“Isn’t that rather sweet?”

“Extremely, sir,” the boy said, his smile growing wider.

“Have you made any money…or have you eaten all your profits?” Jonathan asked, laughing.

“They are very good, sir. Would you like to try a bite?”

“Samples? Normally I would not eat sweets at such an early time, but I really must.” Jonathan grabbed a small portion that had been cut for just this reason. “Mmmm, this is incredible, lad! My wife is pregnant. She will love this! I must know your name if we are to do business together.”

“My name, good sir, is Tomas,” the boy said with an infectious smile.

“I must have another sample! How many do you have of these? I will take them all. Please come in while I get my coin purse.”

Tomas placed the box of pastries down on the table next to the door. He watched as Jonathan headed down the hallway, his smile quickly vanishing as he strode over to the foyer closet. He opened the door, removed a stack of sweaters and grabbed the suitcase that was hidden underneath. He carefully shut the closet door, concentrated for a moment with his hand placed against the door, and removed himself from the premises long before Jonathan could return with the money.

“Alright, my culinary genius, how much for the box?” Jonathan asked as he turned the corner counting out how much change he had. The foyer was vacant and the front door stood wide open. Jonathan might have thought the whole thing a sleep walking excursion if not for the box of pastries sitting happily on his table. Jonathan walked to the front door, looked both ways down the street but could not see the lad. “Strange,” he murmured as he shut the door.

“Stay safe, Mr. Talbot,” Tomas said from behind the bushes of the neighbor’s house as he hurried off.

Jonathan was on his second pastry as he entered into the bedroom. “Hon, you really must awaken before I eat all of these wonderful concoctions.”

Marissa turned to look at her husband. “What do you have there? You have chocolate all over your face,” she laughed and took a handkerchief to the corners of his mouth.

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