Anita Blake 35: Zombie Dearest by Laurell K. Hamilton

Author:Laurell K. Hamilton [Hamilton, Laurell K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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We thought Zerbrowski would have to stay behind with Harold to make sure he didn’t warn anyone, but when Zerbrowski called for backup, a uniform showed up in moments. Maybe luck was on our side, or maybe it was on Justine’s side. I said a quick prayer of thanks and for her to hold on. Right now I owed the Hendersons a debt I could pay; if she died, I’d owe them forever.

The address Harold had given us was only a few blocks away from the Fabulous Fox Theater, where Broadway traveling companies dazzled audiences, but on the street we drove down, nobody’s name was up in lights. There weren’t even many working streetlights, but lucky for us there was daylight and we didn’t need them. There were boards on some of the windows and bars on others, along with graffiti that might have been gang tags, or it might have just been wild art running free across the buildings, the canvas of urban artists. We’d driven past the building that matched the address Harold had screamed at us. It didn’t look any different from the rest of the block. Nothing made it stand out.

We parked a block away from it so no one in the building would see us put on our body armor, which for those of us outside the military is usually just the vest. I readjusted where I carried my sidearm and switched up to the .45. I was too short and too curvy to wear it concealed, but once I put the vest on, concealment was over, so the .45 got a drop holster on my thigh. I had a 9mm Springfield EMP, which had become my usual concealed carry at the office when I had to wear girl clothes, because it concealed better than anything else I’d found, except for the Sig Sauer P238. I kept the little .380 as a backup, because I could conceal both it and the Springfield under female office attire with a reinforced waistband on the skirt at least. Today, I didn’t have to hide anything, so they were as visible as the .45. I got the AR-15 rifle with all the customization for my shorter reach and preference for close-quarters fighting. Nicky’s rifle was customized for his very different needs. We both had the rifles on tactical slings so if we needed to switch weapons, we could let it swing out of the way but not lose it. Nicky had handguns strapped to him, too, just bigger ones for his larger hand size. We both had knives; I just had more of them.

“I suddenly feel inadequate,” Zerbrowski said. He had his vest and his handgun, but that was it.

“Do I say, ‘It’s not the gun’?” I asked, smiling.

He grinned. “Katie loves me anyway.”

I laughed. “Yes, she does.”

Nicky shook his head at both of us, and we started the block walk to the building.

“Always the awkward part. Do we knock and announce, or just bust the door down?” Zerbrowski asked.

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