Dark Days of the After (Prequel): The Last Light of Day by Schow Ryan

Author:Schow, Ryan [Schow, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | EMP | Survival
Publisher: River City Publishing
Published: 2019-11-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Pete’s house was small, dark and quiet. It smelled of old beef, peeled wallpaper and a bit of dry rot. Fortunately there was carpet that wasn’t pulled up. It was smashed flat against bare wood floors beneath, not so comfortable. Still, it wasn’t hardwood floors. They tended to creak the most when they were old, neglected and then walked upon in the dead of night.

Logan kept his head low, pulling his baseball cap even lower to hide his eyes and nose from Pete’s surveillance grid. There were cameras everywhere—the same in every home—so rather than slinking through the dark, he turned on his dummy phone’s flashlight feature and put it up in front of his chin facing out. This created shelter behind the glare, a way to move throughout the spy grid in Pete’s house unidentified.

Moving quickly but quietly, he worked his way to the kitchen, opened the drawers, found a corkscrew for opening wine, but no knives. The Chicoms had been disarming the citizens of occupied California for months now, right down to their kitchen knives. Most of the guns and ammo were gone before they came, but the American retaliation against them had been fierce. The losses the occupying force suffered most came from ambushes and kitchen knives.

Logan shook his head, not wanting to do what was to come next, but trying to keep the upside of this venture front and center in his mind.

Turning the corkscrew over in his hands, he let the picture of what he had to do play out in his mind. One punch, in and out of his neck, easy-peasy-super-Chineesie. He could do this.

You can do this…

He touched the corkscrew’s tip with his finger; it was extra sharp.

Creeping back to the bedroom, he covered the phone’s light with his hand, letting out enough of a glow to see where Pete was sleeping. Skylar’s former flame lay beneath a thick blanket on a bare mattress. The same as most everyone else. Only the bare essentials were allowed in the Communist State. Thank you fake Mao.

To his utter dismay, Pete was a good looking guy, much better looking than Logan. Even his build rivaled Logan’s in every way. He locked the image down in his mind, sealed it with his animosity. Then he let the insecurities have their way with him.

He saw Skylar being mounted by this GQ beast, his handsome face hovering over hers, her willingness to let him have his way with her the thing that made him sick with jealousy. Earlier, he wondered if he’d have what it took to end the man. Looking at him now, he knew he did. It didn’t matter that he was cruel or abusive. All that mattered in Logan’s mind was that he got from Skylar what Logan never could and he did not appreciate it.

He set the phone down on the bed, the light now bright off the ceiling, the dirty bedroom illuminated.

When he glanced back down at Pete, the man’s eyes were open and he was looking right at Logan.

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