Chapter Nine
Hanson stared at Aloha where she stood framed by the smoking ruins of the shattered door frame.
Sharona coughed, “Hey!” The mayor covered her mouth with her fist and bent forward coughing harder.
Hanson’s surprise finally registered and he blinked then dropped his arms to his sides. “Aloha! What’s going on? Have the zombies gotten out of control again?” Hanson walked to the chair where he’d laid his navy tee-shirt across the back and snatched it up.
If the zom’s are on the war path his cafe was in danger. He had to get over there right away before they wrecked the place. He pulled the tee shirt over his head and started toward the door. He waved away smoke from his face with one hand.
“Hold on there, mister,” Aloha said between gritted teeth. She stepped into t
