Zombie Apocalypse (pt23)

Irish rested the bat on her shoulder. “That’s not true. It could be. What if someone came from another town or something?”

“That still would have taken enough prep time that the registry would show another one being here. I didn’t get a notice about another necromancer in town. Did you?”

“Nah.” Heherson shook his head. “What I’m saying is that not everyone gets caught on by the registry, right?”

This left Tim with the realization he had nothing. Tonight would end and the apocalypse would come closer. Probably time to tell the police, if he wanted to be locked up for no reason. And it would happen anyway. Too late, and all because his father hadn’t picked up. Tim felt a headache coming on and it wasn’t all because of the night air coming in through the open door.

“I have so much work to do.”

“You have work to do!” Irish looked at him, appalled. “My meeting! There is no salvaging this!”

“I’ll figure it out, Irish, don’t you worry!”

Tim rubbed the back of his head. “Heherson… I hate to break it to you, but… you want to do what now?”

Heherson grinned. “I’ve done my research. Scoping out a necromancer that’s hiding shouldn’t be too hard. So don’t you worry, Irish. I’ll make sure nothing gets in the way of your meeting.”

Irish didn’t look all that comforted, but Tim felt the weight fall off of himself again.

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