“You... shouldn’t… You’re not… Huh.” The police officer huffed, as if stumped by some problem. “What brings you into town?”
“Who’s asking?” She shouldn’t... what? Was yet another thing going wrong? This didn’t seem like a routine stop, since he didn’t have a police vehicle with him. Just the Smart Car. Strange to have him questioning her if he was off duty.
“Officer Ronald Peterson. Or just Ronnie, when I’m off the clock.”
She decided he had to be curious about this random out-of-towner showing up after 9pm. That was all it was. “My aunt lived here in town. She passed away and I’m supposed to help get her house in order before the rest of the family gets here in a couple days.”
(Or, Reader arrives in Centerville to help with her aunt’s memorial right as the zombie apocalypse hits and forms an unlikely alliance with the local law enforcement.)