Z-Burbia 5: The Bleeding Heartland (29 page)

“Get in,” shouted Erik. “Get the hell in, now!”

The path between the road and the church was blocked by the dead man, who was now staggering toward them. Another figure was rising from the ground beside a poorly maintained grave. The earth was fresh, and there was no headstone, just a simple white cross that was crushed beneath the dead man’s feet.

Mrs Danick calmly took the revolver from her handbag, and cocked it. “You go,” she said to Jonas and Dakota as she raised the gun and took aim at the approaching figures. “I’ve got this.”

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