Thirteen Roses Book Four: Alone: A Paranormal Zombie Saga Read Online Free PDF

religion.’
    ‘But not more. Look, the point is, aren’t Christians supposed to forgive?’
    ‘But what he did—’
    ‘He did thousands of years ago. The Father’s forgiven him, so—’
    ‘Don’t give me that. Who’s this Father you all keep talking about?’
    ‘God, whatever.’
    She looked liked he’d slapped her. He only just restrained his smile. Her chest was heaving and he couldn’t keep his eyes off it.  
    ‘It’s not ‘God, whatever’. It is God and I would thank you to be respectful towards my beliefs.’
    ‘Hey, I’m respectful. But I’ve met the guy you call god and he doesn’t like the name. That’s all I’m saying.’
    ‘Could you manage to talk to me without staring at my breasts for one minute?’
    His face heated up and he glanced at the ground. ‘Sorry. They are rather fine.’
    She blushed bright red and folded her arms over them. ‘That’s neither here nor there. It’s not polite to stare.’
    ‘Yeah, sorry. Look, I don’t want to argue. I came over to chat, not get in a fight.’
    ‘You didn’t do very well at that, did you?’
    He grinned sheepishly and shook his head. She smiled back and unfolded her arms. ‘Do you really like them?’
    He burst out laughing and nodded. ‘I like all of you.’
    ‘Well that’s lucky, you don’t just get the breasts on their own, you know.’
    ‘So what do I get?’
    She blushed and frowned, glancing behind her. ‘Nothing right now. Sorry, I have to go.’
    ‘Wait, hold on.’ She was already out of the room as he hurried to catch up. ‘Where are you going?’ It was a ludicrous question. There was nowhere to go. ‘Can I come with you?’
    She glanced sideways and shrugged. ‘I suppose so.’
    They hurried down the corridor, Alex doing everything he could to not stare at her breasts. He was in, unless he did something really stupid. His breath came in short bursts and he liked to think it was because of the stomping but he thought it might also have something to do with the way she moved in her jogging trousers and the thought he would soon get to see what lay beneath them.  
    They left the ward and raced down the corridor to the landing that filled the centre of the hospital. From here they went down the escalators to the front doors. The place was empty and Harriet hissed and tapped her wrist like she was wearing a watch.  
    ‘Expecting a visitor?’
    She gave him a look and turned a full circle before finishing looking at him.  
    ‘Look, there’s no one here. Why don’t we go and hang out so—’
    ‘Keep it in your trousers. They’ll be here, we just have to be patient.’ She paused, brow creasing. ‘You might not want to be here.’
    ‘Why not?’
    ‘We’re discussing things you might not want to hear.’
    ‘I think I can handle it.’
    ‘Your choice.’
    She turned away and he put his hand on her arm, turning her back. ‘So what were you studying?’
    She looked around again before she let out a long breath and relaxed, leaning against the reception desk. ‘I was doing a course in social work. Five years, so a long time, but lots of work experience, which was good.’
    ‘So you’ve been out into the real world?’
    She gave him another look and he raised his hands in defence. ‘Hey, I only ask because I’ve spectacularly failed to do it. I went from school to uni and from there straight to the lab. I mean, I’m still at uni but I spent more time at the lab that anywhere else.’
    ‘So what were you working on?’
    ‘Oh, um, cures for germ warfare. You know, the modern chemical attack.’
    ‘Oh wow, that’s a really great thing to be doing. What could you cure?’
    ‘Well that’s just it. It’s a tough field. We’ve got stuff that can help a lot, but nothing that nullifies the effects. That’s still a way off. Longer now…’ He trailed off, hoping he was looking suitably sad. There were less than two hundred people alive in England and he’d just lied to one of them. He thought he should