1000 Miles of Bad Road 2: After the EMPs by EE Isherwood

Author:EE Isherwood [Isherwood, EE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Isherwood Media, LLC
Published: 2024-05-14T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

Joey

“Okay, where are we going?” he asked Reed.

Reed pointed south.

“You said we were going east,” he commented. “You sure your memory is doing okay?”

“Back in town, that was just a brain fart,” he admitted. “I haven’t been under this much stress since showing up to my own wedding.”

“Hey,” Sherry complained.

“But I’m good now,” he went on. “The reason I said we were going east in front of those National Guard guys was to throw them off our scent. I don’t trust anyone anymore.”

Joey thought about it for a few moments. “Yeah, that’s good advice. I don’t know why, but I did trust them. It’s easy to do.”

“I’m sure they’re fine,” Reed allowed, “but you can never be sure.”

It struck Joey that it might not have been safe to let the civilians go in those trucks. Even accepting the trust issue, they were in a hot war now. The guardsmen might be targeted by aircraft, and it would put the regular people at great risk. However, there was no real alternative. He certainly couldn’t drive them around like he’d been doing. He would be no less of a target, and a hell of a lot slower.

The trucks were already over the horizon, gone.

“Do you really have a friend’s place to go to?” he asked.

Reed creased his brow. “Yes, but I haven’t been to Dick’s farm in quite a spell, maybe ten years. I know it’s south of New Greendale, since we used to drive to meet Atticus when the three of us got together. If you get me pretty close to the area, I’m sure I can find the turnout.”

He sighed. Nothing was going the way he wanted. ‘Pretty close’ would have to do.

When he returned to the Mustang, Victoria and Georgie were at the rear bumper, wiping it down with a pair of towels they’d used to clean off the illuminated paint earlier in the day.

“You don’t have to do that,” he commented.

“You don’t want this all over your car,” Victoria answered, not stopping.

He went to his door and stood there for a second.

“Someone took my sunglasses,” he remarked, searching the area between the seats, then on the floor in the back.

“That little kid had on a pair like yours,” Victoria said as she cleaned.

He’d been wearing them earlier, so they knew what the frame looked like.

“But I just thought his were similar,” she continued.

The girls stood up, satisfied with their work if their smiles were any hint.

“At least my time working at the convenience store came to something,” Georgie bragged. “I got a lot of experience cleaning.”

Victoria was going to throw the towel into the back.

“Whoa!” he cautioned. “Those rags are biohazards. Just toss ‘em?”

“Litter?” Victoria asked with horror.

Georgie threw hers down without a second thought.

“We can’t keep them,” Joey clarified. “Not with all that blood.”

The younger girl glanced toward her mother.

Libby had an answer on standby. “Whatever Joey says, goes.”

Victoria did not appear happy.

“I promise when this is all over, I’ll make a donation to whatever group volunteers to come clean up this area.

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