The only thing Steve Walker hates more than lawyers, is politicians. But all that changes when flesh eating Zombies start devouring Washington DC like an all you can eat buffet. So now Steve has to escape his law firms mailroom and save the only woman he's ever loved on Capitol Hill. That is, unless the Zombies get him first.
"Someone's getting sued for this." A harried lawyer kept repeating it to himself while curled under his desk in the fetal position. The Zombie Plague had come to the Law Offices Of My Foot In Your Ass, and litigators were turning into lunch. Justice may well be blind, but the undead overran the Attorneys offices with unadultered gore. The conference room turned into a blood-splattered tomb. Cubicles walled the workers in like prison. And the break room became the last refuge of the...