Zombie Leza17 Bad Mojo at Martin rsquo s Metalsmiths
“I hope this goes well.” Linda glanced back at the hundreds of zombies trailing them. “Without any warning we’re coming or what to expect, it may be an awkward introduction.” “I’ve considered that,” Leza said, allowing the other women to monitor her people to practice their skills. “I’m not planning to march in and have my followers pound on their door, asking for milk and cookies. Instead they’ll stop within sight of their compound, so they can see they aren’t a threat, and we’ll continue...