"Not a single one of you can go a day without causing trouble. Take her away, now!"
The woman waved her hand dismissively, signaling for Paul to hurry and take away the female zombie who had lost her mind.
Once she was the only one left in the house, she began to meticulously inspect it from top to bottom. Faye Yardley even saw her enter the storage room.
"This is so irritating. The stench is getting worse and worse. Dammit, why can't they stop themselves from losing their minds?"
Muttering in discontent, she continued to inspect the rooms one by one.
Finally, the woman in high heels returned to Amy's door and began to pound on it furiously. BANG BANG BANG.
"Amy, stop playing dead! Get the hell out here, now! Your little lover has lost her mind. If you don't come out, I'm washing my hands of you both."
Since Caleb Colby had already stored Amy's body in his backpack, Faye Yardley knew no one would answer the woman.
