This is fan fiction. Inspired by the spelling-maverick Nick Miller (rifum.. is a word.. ) from New Girl. I am irrelevant; its all about Julius Pepperwood, the zombie detective...


Just your average joe PI

okay, maybe not so average. Normal and me never did see eye to eye.

Then there are the zombies. Though they are pretty normal these days. You see more of them than anything else.. or anyone else? Not sure on the etiquette. Now I am working for them maybe I shouldn't be thinking of them as things..

There are many places I thought I might end up, this wasn't one of them. But a jobs a job. And even the undead have a right to justice. Maybe more than most of us. 

Maybe I should have walked away. Its not like I'm not good at that. But this time I couldn't. Someone has to speak for them; first time I've ever been someone..