Books Whispered Words from a Wicked Mind

Virus.


Lily, his lovely but genetically useless wife, died before his eyes. Dead eyes opened. She strained at the leather straps that imprisoned her to the gurney. He grabbed a 9 mil Glock and shot her point- blank.

The virus spread fast and turned you undead or not if you were one of the lucky five per cent. Before the pandemic, Gerald had been a geneticist working toward gene therapy for cystic fibrosis. Now he was trying to find an anti-zombie vaccination if one existed.

Time to find another test subject.

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