“I just finished payments on this thing!Nothing for it now,” Tamara said.“Look.There’s enough of an opening there.You see that tasteful tiered garden veranda over the Tio’s at the corner entrance to the mall?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“I’m gonna drive through the crowd.We’re gonna crawl out the windows and up the shutters and hit the second floor.”
“Why?”
“I forgot to fill up the gas tank,” she said.“E light’s been on since we took off.This is now our safest option.I’m gonna need the two of you to get those guns ready.And maybe fasten your seatbelts.I’m gonna try to get the driver side flush against the building.”
“I’m gonna need a foot’s worth of clearance,” I said.
“You get what you get.Hold on!”
She hit the gas.Bodies flung themselves onto and off the windshield.A disembodied hand latched onto my boob.I knocked it off.In the back, I could hear multiple Fran Drescher's laughing as they splattered against the pavement.There was a swerve, and then all I saw was a brick wall and the sound of screeching of metal…
A window crashed.Joey was screaming as undead hands grabbed him… Tamara reached into the back and grabbed a gun, and all I could do was climb what was ahead of me…
I cracked the Tio’s window open with the butt of the rifle and held a hand down for Tamara to climb.Joey had been dragged into the crowd.We watched, but there was nothing more it seemed we could do.
“You owe me,” Tamara said.“I don’t think insurance is going to cover that.”
“Put it on my bill,” I said.
We climbed in the window.This was beginning to be a habit, and I wasn’t a fan of it…
Chapter7
The inside of the restaurant was quiet.We walked, side by side, paranoid as rabbits.
"Should have brought some food," Tamara said.
"I haven't eaten anything but pelican for the last few days," I said.
"I had food at my place."
"I could really go for some coffee right now," I said.
"Are you coffee drinkers?"I heard from the shadows.
"Are you turned?"This was another voice.
Tamara and I froze.
"Who's there?"I asked.
Two armed vampires—a man and a woman—stepped forward.They were dressed with bandanas on their foreheads.
"Drop your weapons," the woman said.
"No," Tamara said.She leveled her gun and aimed at the man's head."You drop your weapons."
"Tamara," I said quietly.
One of them shone a flashlight on us.
"Oh shit.The Moon Kiss!Check it out!"This was the guy.
"Oh, righteous.That must mean… you're that journalist girl, right?You investigate all the weird things in town?"
