But something felt off to Nathan. He glanced up at the date.
"Wait a second… It's not even the day the two Zombie Kings agreed to fight. Why the hell are they already going at it?"
"They're zombies," his secretary replied matter-of-factly. "You think they care about keeping promises? Changing plans on a whim is basically their thing."
"Huh… fair point." Nathan nodded, conceding she had a good argument.
Still, no matter how it started, this war was inevitable. And once it ended, the entire balance of power among the surrounding zombie factions would be turned on its head.
Nathan had no idea whether the winning side would come after him next—but whatever was coming, it was coming. Sooner or later, he'd have to face it.
Maybe… the easy days were over.
For a moment, he just sat there, lost, unsure of what to do next.
