Set in a post-apocalyptic world, King of the Natives is the first in a series of books following Detective Stuckler as he wages war against the “natives”- humans that have been battered into monsters by a virus – armed only with his gun, knife and foul language. After veering from his mission to learn what happened to his family, he finds himself facing a mutable world as the natives’ behaviour changes and he is tugged into a quest to find out what is to blame – but getting to the truth proves his greatest challenge yet.
But they are definitely not in here! And I don’t mind because I am too busy enjoying this book. Actually, the series.
Tucker and his partner, Holmes, are trying to get a little girl to safety. He found her being munched on by a family member, but fortunately, she was vaccinated in time to nullify the effects.
There are multiple types of zombies in this story. The usual types (lumbering idiots), then those who are partial zombies (the fried). For some reason they don’t turn completely.
And finally, there are the gigantic monstrosities! They eat anything in their path. That includes a hundred foot tree. Naw! The book doesn’t say that. But it should!