Chapters (91)
- Author’s Foreword
- Part One: Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight
- DURING THE OUTBREAK
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- Part Two: Fat Girl with a knife
- DURING THE OUTBREAK
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- Part Three: Orc Night
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- Part Four: Still of Night
- — 1 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 2 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 3 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 4 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 5 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 6 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 7 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 8 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 9 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 10 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 11 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 12 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 13 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 14 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 15 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 16 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 17 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 18 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 19 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 20 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 21 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 22 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 23 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 24 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 25 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 26 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 27 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 28 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 29 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 30 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 31 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 32 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 33 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 34 —: DAHLIA AND THE PACK
- — 35 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN
- — 36 —: HAPPY VALLEY
- — 37 —: THE SOLDIER AND THE DOG
- — 38 —: THE SIEGE OF HAPPY VALLEY
- — 39 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN, THE SOLDIER, AND THE DOG
- — 40 —: THE SIEGE OF HAPPY VALLEY
- — 41 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN, THE SOLDIER, AND THE DOG
- — 42 —: HAPPY VALLEY
- — 43 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN, THE SOLDIER, AND THE DOG
- — 44 —: HAPPY VALLEY
- — 45 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN, THE SOLDIER, AND THE DOG
- — 46 —: HAPPY VALLEY
- — 47 —: THE WARRIOR WOMAN, THE SOLDIER, AND THE DOG
- — 48 —: THE SIEGE OF HAPPY VALLEY
- — 49 —: THE WAR
- EPILOGUE
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- The Zombie Apocalypse Chronology
I stood at the edge of the clearing, with Baskerville at my side. Everyone else was frozen into a tableau of felony murder and aggravated assault. And Rachael Elle—the tough-looking woman I saw being dragged out here—was sitting on her ass with a dead guy holding her ankle and a crazy lady with a knife poised to stab her. Everyone else seemed to be a mix of Rovers and the Happy Valley residents who dragged Rachael and her two friends out here. At the moment, one of those two friends looked dead, or as near as makes no never mind. The other, a girl, looked like she’d gone all the way over the edge into total freaksville.
The moment was not a happy one for anyone.
I, however, thought it might be entertaining as fuck. Baskerville did, too. He sniffed the air in the direction of Rachael and gave a big, happy whuff.
The sound he made seemed to pop the balloon of frozen silence that held everyone immobile. And just that fast everyone was trying to kill everyone else again.
Way I saw it, the people in Happy Valley were murderous dicks. And the Rovers were a step down from sewer rats. The only civilians in this mix were Rachael and her friends.
I pointed to the three of them and told Baskerville they were friends. Then I told him to play. Actually, what I said was: “Baskerville—hit! Hit! Hit!”
He hit like a goddamn missile.
And I did a little damage my ownself. Can’t let the damn dog have all the fun.
As we rushed in, I heard a sound from the woods closer to the town. Whistles. Dozens of them blowing in patterns, like drills sergeants ordering around their troops. I knew that couldn’t be good.
One thing at a time, though. Rachael and her friends needed help right damn now.
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THE SIEGE OF HAPPY VALLEY
Neeko hurried over to Dahlia, grinning while also casting uneasy looks at Van Sloane.
“You were right,” he said, “they only had like one guy on the back wall. I mean, there were five originally, but after the Rovers started blowing their whistles, they left just the one. He didn’t even know I was there until I was up the tree, over the wall, and standing behind him. Me and Brenda and Tonk.”
She kissed his cheek. “You’re like a little ninja. You’re so adorable I could eat you up.”
He flushed to the color of a ripe tomato and squirmed away from a hug. “It wasn’t anything special. Anyone could have—”