Why would Valarie knock? Surely she wasn’t afraid of walking in on me again, I mean she’s already seen every inch of me! Curiously, I headed for t...he door and looked through the peephole. Shit. It wasn’t Valarie.“Ma’am,” The manager said, “I don’t know what’s going on up here but it is well past your checkout and if you don’t leave now, we’ll have to charge you for another night.”I couldn’t pay another night, my company was paying, if they saw the extra billing they’ll start asking questions.“Uh. Bradbury and his friends beat and gang raped a young woman this afternoon, apparently after pouring liquor into her at a local pub. She's in the hospital considerably the worse for wear. We are going after the maximum penalty for these brutal criminals. You can't see them and there will be no bail."Yvonne was dumbstruck. How could the boys be so gentle with her and then beat and rape someone else? As a matter of fact, how could they rape another woman after they were so completely spent from. Much to her surprise, the next message contained his number. She hesitently tried to change the subject . It was his persistence that drove it home in the end and she finally agreed to call. She was SO NERVOUS. What if he didn't like the sound of her voice? What if she was not what he suspected....or perhaps even more terrifying.......what if she was?She anxiiously dialed the number and began striking up a conversation with him. They talked all night until 9 am the next morning. They. “We weren’t sure how long you planned to stick around. We’ve put your practices into effect, feeding the local zombies, though we haven’t attempted camping with them yet.”“It’s best you don’t until absolutely vital, it’s an unnecessary risk,” she acknowledged.“We noticed there were more than usual, but they were well-behaved. In the meantime, the work we did on our extended garden has expanded our range. With the zombies under managed control, we should be able to exercise and graze our animals.