Beyond Armageddon: Book 01 - Disintegration by Anthony Decosmo

Author:Anthony Decosmo
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Amazon
Published: 2010-07-24T05:00:00+00:00

The sun remained behind the eastern horizon yet licks of orange teased the sky. A mist hung over the lake and the cold morning dew made everything feel fresh and new.

The rescue force gathered on the grounds to the sound of freckle-faced Benny Duda—Stonewall's 12-year-old bugle boy—playing assembly on his trumpet. Or something like it.

Shep, Reverend Johnny, Stonewall, Ross and eight volunteers comprised Jon's team.

Shep shouted, "Okay, let’s do a little roll call. Ah, you there, get things started."

A Hispanic male saved from the Red Hands raised his left arm and called, "Sanchez!"

A man in his early thirties with a potbelly and a cowboy hat: "Name’s Gruder."

"Tolbert!" Cried a broad-shouldered black man who had served as a guard at the nearby Chase maximum-security prison.

The remaining five all belonged to Stonewall’s original troop.

A slightly older fellow with a bald scalp whistled and answered, "Whiskey!"

"Huh?" Shepherd tilted his head to hear better.

Stonewall clarified, "That’s his name."

"Oh."

Next came a black woman in her early twenties. Before she spoke, Stonewall McAllister said, "We are familiar with you, Miss Simms. Please endeavor to shoot the correct people."

"Don’t worry Garrett, I only shoot the ones who deserve it." She directed a wry smile and narrow eyes at him. Stonewall swallowed hard.

A burly man in a plaid shirt and hunting cap shouted enthusiastically, "Tucker! Sir!"

Stonewall said, "Mr. Tucker is an accomplished rider and a fair shot."

A big, middle-aged redheaded fellow said, "Boylen. Now get me a bigger gun."

An older brunette woman with fire in her eyes called her name; "Ames!"

Shepherd scratched his ear and told Jon, "That about sums it up."

Nine horses and two wagons lined the drive. Reverend Johnny loaded a last box aboard one cart. When he saw the stocks inside-- including several large, tarp-covered objects--he said, "It appears we are bringing the All Mighty’s fury upon those godless bastards."

With Shep at his side, Jon Brewer tentatively approached a horse.

Shepherd asked, "Never, huh?"

"No. You?"

"Two years Philly mounted patrol," Shep beamed.

"I think I’ll stick to the wagon."

A "hey" from behind turned Jon around. Lori stood there, her hands wringing. She had that "see how strong I’m being" lie in her eyes.

"Hey," he echoed.

They looked at each other the way two people who have been together for a long time can look at each other and say a thousand words without a sound.

"I’ll be back."

"I knew you'd say that. Don't make it a lie."

"I love you, too."

She grabbed him with a hug; the strength of her grasp surprised him.

"I can be a real pain in your ass…" she started.

"I wouldn’t have it any other way," he finished and then boarded the lead wagon next to Boylen who held the reigns.

Tyr and Odin raced to the group and jumped onboard Jon's ride. They brought four Siberian Huskies with them and a couple of Rottweilers. Apparently, they were going regardless of what anyone else thought.

Spurs jingled and the clop-clop of horseshoes clattered on the drive as the train started off from the isolated estate toward the unknown wilderness of the new and deadly world.

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