Chapter 87: The Kind Dead

Evelyn POV

A faint voice carried down the hall, and I looked up. A jet of water slammed into a knot of zombies, a meteoric-iron spear cutting through the spray behind it. One stab, one swing, one sweep. They dropped. It was Tanner.

"Kid, you're finally back. Your parents — are they with you?" Arth...

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