Caged 5_A Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian Thriller_Zombie Lockup Series by Chuck Buda

Author:Chuck Buda [Buda, Chuck]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: La Cigolli Publishing
Published: 2019-06-24T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

BJ had sliced his left hand, across the palm, just so he could get face time with Jonas. He had explained how he had tripped over his slippers in the bunk room. As he attempted to break his fall, BJ had sliced his hand along the edge of the bunk. The interim guard didn’t seem to buy the tale, arguing that the bunk posts were smooth, but BJ insisted he run the injury up the chain of command. For effect, BJ squeezed the wound so it bled more profusely, showing the guard he’d need stitches. Jonas had agreed to accompany BJ to the Infirmary.

“He’s gonna kill me. I can feel it.”

“You’re just paranoid. I have my own problems to deal with. I don’t need yours too.”

BJ blinked. He sensed the change in Jonas’ demeanor. The mood was less than friendly.

“Is there any way you can sign some paperwork to keep me in the Infirmary for a few days? Under observation or some bullshit?” BJ realized he sounded like a whiny pussy but he had become desperate. When BJ stood up to Jack Turk, he had felt emboldened and empowered. Mere minutes after the confrontation, BJ regretted his words. He knew he couldn’t back track his attitude. Not after pulling the stunt in front of the other prisoners. If he backed down, they would eat him up for being so weak. And Jack would take a shit all over him to cement his apex privilege. Conversely, if BJ stayed in C-Pod, Jack knew what to expect of BJ. So he was sure Jack had already planned out a dozen scenarios where he would twist BJ’s head off and punt it across the pod to re-establish his spot in the pecking order.

Either way, Jack Turk would kill BJ. No doubt in his mind.

“I can’t. You’re gonna get your stitches and then you’re going back in the pod.”

BJ rifled through images of torture and death. Each scene ended poorly for him.

“Maybe the hole. I could do something to get sent to the hole. What is bad enough to get shoved in the hole for a couple of days?”

Jonas stopped walking. He clutched BJ’s arm with a strong grip.

“Are you fucking crazy? The hole is the last place you want to be. I told you. I got my own worries. I’m not sticking my neck out for you on this.”

BJ nudged Jonas with his chest. “You said you would look out for me. Why are you reneging? Was it something I did? What happened?”

Jonas began to walk away. BJ hustled after him.

“I’m getting my ass kicked out here. Literally.”

BJ smirked. The thought of a guard having to take a beating like a prisoner sounded unbelievable. “Come on.”

“I’m not fucking around. Muncie has a stick up his ass.” Jonas quickly glanced over his shoulder as if he were paranoid Muncie would be found within earshot. “He kicked the crap out of me. He’s on a warpath over me and a couple of others. And I think he lost his fucking mind.

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