The Werewolf and the Zombies – 12

Sunday, 11:43 p.m. Highway 849, Mitchum Bay I drove past Vern's Blue Tavern (its plywood siding, despite the name, was painted piss yellow), counted ten Dingo motorcycles parked in the gravel lot, and continued another four miles to the intersection of Highway 849 and Camden Road. I turned right on Camden, proceeded another two miles,...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 11

"Thanks again," I said. "No problem," Spense Smith replied. "You brought Starbucks, so we're cool. More than cool, in fact. Chilly." I chuckled and sipped my coffee while I took in his apartment. It was a second floor walk-up in one of the complexes that had sprung up on the outskirts of Mitchum Bay in...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 10

Miguel Balder lived in a neighborhood behind Lone Star University, a small community college that had taken it upon itself to develop a very one-sided rivalry with Louisiana State University. I followed the CDC dipshits' car as it hung a right past a sign that read "The ORIGINAL LSU!!!" (As Louisiana State was established sometime...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 9

Something grabbed the back of my neck. I grunted and twisted away, went to my ass on the concrete and crawfished away from what turned out to be Agent Moss. He raised his hands. They were covered in black latex gloves. One held a small flashlight. He said, "Hey, Anderson, hey. It's okay. It's us."...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 8

Saturday, 3 a.m. 4505 Old Main Street, Mitchum Bay I direct the Toyota down the gravel alley behind the shop and turn into the fenced lot marked Employees Only. The gate is open, and the headlights spear a white Cadillac Escalade. I park behind it. It's my accountant Arny Benoit's car; the headlights are lighting...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 7

“They shot me. I had to. I had to.” "You . . . had to." David gets off the bed. "David, I . . . " That's as far as I can get. I don't know what else to say. He starts gathering his clothes. I don't know what to do, so I sit there,...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 6

Saturday, 1:02 a.m. 2500 Crescent Drive, Mitchum Bay, Texas My eyes snap open. I'm staring at the fireplace. The rug is scratchy under my cheek. I sit up. My hand goes to my throat. I'm not surprised to feel the open wound, the cold flesh and tacky blood. I remember everything that happened. I remember...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 5

Friday, 10:02 p.m. 2500 Crescent Drive, Mitchum Bay, Texas Dani actually decides to pack tonight, rather than in the morning, which is a first. I stay out of her way and get the girls to bed, and when I head back to the living room, I see that she's still at it, so I detour...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 4

"So this one is pretty cool . . . see that thing on the wall? Let me enlarge it . . . and there you go. When you rip off a drug dealer in San Antonio, they cut off your dick and thumb tack it to the wall." I sipped my green tea. "Lonely Planet...

The Werewolf and the Zombies – 3

I have no idea why I tell him. He mentions it first, the discovery the previous day of two badly decomposed bodies in a rundown trailer at the end of some narrow road off of Highway 849. A friend of one of the deceased men went to pay a visit (read: score some drugs) and...