remind you that I taught you how to drive and barely lived to tell the tale. No thanks.” He then looked past Madison and saw Troy. “If you’re smart, you’ll never let her drive you anywhere either.” Madison smiled at Casper. At least he was trying to extend an olive branch. “I’m not that bad,” she said lowly. Troy opened the passenger’s side door and hopped into the back seat. He knew from experience with his own sisters, never argue about a woman’s driving skills. He looked at Casper. “I’ll take my chances,” he said. After Madison was seated and her seat belt on, he nodded to the Vampire. “But thanks for the warning.” Madison shook her head. “I’m telling you, I’m not that bad.” Casper smirked as he started the car and put it in gear. “Pixie,” he is smirk turned into a full blown smile as Troy grinned, “it’s called an “Oh-Shit bar” for a reason.”
Chapter 9-
Belle Davenport could barely hold back a sigh as she walked to the main medical examination room. She was supposed to meet Leslie Barnes and work out the details on her latest case. This was the part of her job she hated most. Even after all of these years, cases with children were still hard. Unfortunately, the body she would have to view was a child that had been attacked. As she approached the room, she heard something crash. Belle quickly walked to the double doors and pushed on them. She nearly choked at the sight of a creature huddled over eating part of a person’s neck. From what she could tell, the person that was currently being turned into a meal was Leslie. The woman’s long brown hair and small stature went limp under the leathered husks of the things over her. Just as Belle gathered enough breath to scream, she noticed another of the creatures in the far corner with one of Leslie’s new assistants. She tightened her grip on her briefcase and slowly tried to back out of the room. Belle was going to stay calm. She stepped back and allowed a shiver of fear run down her back. Something grabbed onto her ankle. She turned her pale blue eyes down to see one of her subordinates. “Marie,” she whispered about to kneel next to the injured woman. “Don’t touch,” a rough voice said from behind her. Belle screamed that as she was grabbed by her shoulders and hauled out of the medical room. She looked into the eyes of one of her most trusted assistants. “Spence,” she gasped before hugging him. “What are you doing here?” Spencer James looked her over as he quickly moved her away from the door. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you. Are you hurt?” She took a shaky breath as she stumbled back and hit the wall. “I lost a shoe,” she said before reaching down and pulling the other off her foot. Spencer frowned. “You don’t know how close you just came to losing more than a shoe, Belle.” He wrapped an arm around her and easily swept her up into his arms. “How the hell did zombies get here?” he asked as he started to run to the stairwell. Belle returned his frown. “Those things were eating Marie and Leslie,” she said in the same dark tone. “You mean to tell me that they’re brain eating minions of Hell?” Spencer opened the stairway door and gingerly put Belle on her feet. “They’re more like the flesh eating minions of a Necromancer,” he said in a reasonable tone. When she blinked at him, he held onto the doorknob. “Go to my office. Take Carla with you and tell her to call Dennis. She’ll know who you’re talking about.” Belle’s frown deepened. “You’re not staying here,” she said about to pull him into the stairwell with her. “Those things will kill you too.” The sound of a door opening made Spencer turn. He paled when he saw a crowd of interns walking towards the room. “Go back!” he shouted. Before anyone could respond, the Medical Examination room doors crashed open and at least eight zombies charged out into the hall. Spencer’s