girls.”
“I think we’ll be fine. That glass is pretty thick,” I said. “She’d have to throw something pretty heavy at it for it to break. I doubt she has enough sense to do something like that.”
The window slapping sound stopped.
Paige snorted. “Don’t give her any ideas, Cassie. I think she can hear us through that glass.”
“Even if she could, she’s not inte lligent enough to do that,” I said. At least I hoped.
“Don’t underestimate those things,” said Paige..
Now, feeling nervous, I peeked through the curtain and watched as she shuffled away from the window and towards the steps. I winced as she missed them completely, landing on her face once again, this time in the grass.
I almost felt sorry for her.
She stood back up and turned around.
I closed the curtains quickly.
“What’s it doing?” asked Kristie.
“Leaving,” I said. “Hopefully.”
“Good,” replied Paige. “Maybe she’ll bother the neighbors and forget all about us.”
The neighbors.
I wondered if they’d all turned into zombies or if any of them were still around. It would have been devastating for my grandparents if they’d have had to shoot any of them on the way out of here. They’d been good friends with most of the people on their block.
“ You know, I’m surprised we haven’t seen many survivors. What about you Kristie?” I asked turning towards her. “Did you run into any on the way back?”
She took out a tube of Chapstick and applied it to her lips. “No,” she said, putting the cover back on. “We haven’t seen much. Just Adria, that creep Travis, his driver, and your grandparent’s friends on the Saint Croix. Other than that, nobody else.”
“They really didn’t want to leave, huh?” I asked, still not liking the sound of that. If things weren’t so complicated, I’d try and talk them out of staying.
Kristie nodded. “Guess not. I wasn’t there, but they told Bryce they felt safer on the boat.”
I thought abou t the zombies entering the water and it made the hair stand up on the back of my neck. The possibility of it actually being tainted with blood was unsettling. “Well, I hope they have weapons.”
“Tom pulled a gun on Bryce,” replied Paige. “So I’d have to say so.”
I sighed. “That’s good, I guess. I still wish they’d come back to Atlanta with us.”
Paige sat back down on the sofa and pulled her hair over her shoulder. “I know. I think Bryce may have told them about the hotel, so they can meet up with us if they change their mind.”
“Hey, are those head lights?” asked Kristie, opening the curtain again.
I stepped next to her. “I think so.” A rush of relief warmed my stomach as they grew closer. Although I knew the guys could pretty much take care of themselves, they weren’t superhuman. A bullet or even one wrong step when combating a zombie could prove deadly.
I looked outside as a large SUV stopped in front of the house. I could see Bryce in the passenger seat and I had to fight the urge to rush outside and throw my arms around him. With my luck that zombie that looked like Eva would be my demise.
“Thank God,” said Paige. “I thought they’d never get back here.”
“Missing Justice, Paige?” asked Nora.
Her eyebrows flew up. “No,” she protested. “Why would I miss him? I don’t even really know him.”
“Oh come on, we all saw the way you’ve been drooling over that guy,” she replied with a smirk. “Hey, there’s nothing wrong with it.”
Paige rolled her eyes. “Whatever, I haven’t been drooling over him.”
Kristie chuckled. “She’s definitely got it for Justice. Her voice even changes when she talks to him.”
Paige scowled. “What do you mean my voice changes?”
Kristie fluttered her eyelashes. “Justice,” she gushed. “I love that tattoo of the scorpion on your back. It’s so dreamy!”
“ I didn’t say dreamy, I said cool ,” snapped Paige. “ Dreamy is like from the