[h3][center][color=silver]Jonathan McCallen[/color][/center][/h3]
Jonathan seemed pleased with himself when the zombie was taken care of. It certainly couldn't walk now. With its head bashed, he was certain that the zombie wouldn't come back to life after that. He looked at his bloody pipe and frowned. Well now. He took a cloth that was laying around in the kitchen and began to wipe off the blood. While he was doing this, he surveyed the scene. The stoves had been left open and there was blood everywhere which was not caused by him.

He slowly made his way to the stove and turned it off. His eyes slowly trailed towards the two chefs who lay - dead. He prepared his pipe and threw away the cloth. He prodded the dead bodies with the pipe to see if they would respond. They didn't. Odd. He knelt down and saw that they weren't even bitten. In fact, all these were made with a sharp object - a knife most likely. Their throats were slit.

Then it dawned upon him.

[color=silver]"Oh fuck..."[/color] He muttered. That was when the man from earlier slammed the door open to reveal the rather gruesome scene. Jonathan had been all too used to violence so he didn't even feel the least bit revolted from the sight. Even before the apocalypse, his mind was already riddled with dead bodies from a war. He watched as Roman doubled over and let out his lunch. Once more, the man remained emotionless.

[color=silver]"Kid, let me be frank to you. That zombie didn't kill these two."[/color] Jonathan said, pointing at the two bodies. His tone didn't hold any sort of emotion - not urgency or sadness or anything. Just a robotic hum. He then began striding towards the door, avoiding the puke that now messed up the floor. He opened the door, scanning for the waitress. [color=silver]"Where's the waitress at? I have some questions. Is the chief already here? I'm sure he'll find this most interesting."[/color] He let out the questions quickly. He was worried about the child's well-being and mental state after seeing the three dead bodies, but there were more pressing matters to attend to.

Like, finding out what the hell happened inside that kitchen that led to two chefs who died by being stabbed, a zombie roaming around and a bitten waitress.