Civil War (America Falls Book 6) by Scott Medbury

Author:Scott Medbury [Medbury, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-30T22:00:00+00:00

13

“It’s that one there,” said Luke, gesturing to the house where he’d found the Mustang. Paul pulled Jeep in front of the abandoned home and switched the motor off.

It was a bright sunny morning on the last day of September and three weeks since the shot that had been fired at Diana and Ben. While everyone had been in a heightened state of alert initially, the passing days and an extended period of hot weather meant that for most of the people of Manchester, things had pretty much gone back to business as usual, apart from the presence of the encampment of soldiers in the old US army facility just down the road.

In fact, life was good. They had power, running water and sewer in the tower. They were now, in fact, more comfortable than they’d been back at the farm.

That morning, Luke had decided to recruit Paul and Jamal to help him try and wake the ’69 Mustang from its long hibernation.

Once out of the Jeep Luke strode down the driveway to the garage door. Standing behind him, Jamal and Paul looked on curiously as he pulled up the door. Dust motes played in the rays of sunshine as Luke looked around the enclosed space. Everything was just as he’d left it.

The Mustang was still under its cover and dominating the room. The locker door that he’d taken the motorcycle leathers was still open. A strange emotion washed over him. It wasn’t sadness exactly, more the echo of the mourning he’d done in the house on the first few nights of his self-imposed banishment.

“Well, let’s see it,” said Paul, eagerly.

“Okay. Sure.”

Luke stepped up to the car and gripped the front corner of the cover and hoisted it, pulling it up and over the hood with a flourish before dragging it back over the roof and the rest of the body.

Both Paul and Jamal made genuine noises of approval.

“Wow, she’s a beauty,” said Paul, running his hand over the gentle curve of the right fender.

“I know, right?” said Luke.

“Are you sure you’ll be able to start it?”

“I think so,” said Jamal. “You have a key though, right?”

“Yeah, I left it on the passenger seat.”

“Okay, pop the hood.”

Luke climbed in behind the wheel and pulled the lever. With a click and a springy sound, the latch released. Jamal reached under and unclasped the latch before lifting it and revealing the engine.

“Well, the good news is, it has a motor,” said Jamal.

Luke and Paul laughed. Jamal was a serious guy and hardly ever joked, apparently seeing that V8 American made muscle had put him in a good mood.

“Okay, I’ll need my toolbox and the battery. We’ll get that done first then put the gasoline in.”

Paul and Luke grabbed the battery and tools as Jamal looked over the engine.

“What if it’s already got gas?” asked Paul, when he put the battery down on the floor.

“Well, hopefully, they never used an ethanol blend, it’s bad for seals and fuel lines and can cause rust if its left sitting.

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