Dead America The Third Week (Book 8): Dead America, Bismarck Pt. 2 by Slaton Derek

Author:Slaton, Derek [Slaton, Derek]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombies
Published: 2020-07-24T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

Myles drove Susanna and the doctor up the driveway of the Mansfield property. They bumped around a little on the dirt road, sending the older man in the back seat flailing about.

“Sorry about that, doc,” Myles apologized to the balding doctor.

He righted himself in his seat and smiled, shaking his head. “No worries,” he assured the younger man. “Just takes me back to my horse riding medical days.”

“Horse riding medical days?” Susanna gaped.

The doctor nodded. “Treated a lot of farm hands over the years, and you know what the one thing most of them have in common is?”

“What’s that?” she asked.

His eyes twinkled. “They don’t seem to get hurt near places with easy vehicle access.”

The young couple chuckled as they pulled up to the house. Myles shook his head and turned off the car, opening his door.

“Close the doors,” Susanna said suddenly, and the doctor froze, his half open as well.

“What?” Myles asked, not complying.

“Get in and close the doors!” she demanded.

They finally followed her instructions, slamming their doors shut and staring at her curiously.

“What’s going on?” Myles asked.

She pointed through the windshield. “Look at the front door.”

They did so, and noticed that it was wide open. This would be a normal thing on a farm in the summer, but downright odd in the winter, especially without there being any power to heat the place.

“That’s…” the doctor trailed off. “That’s a bit out of the ordinary.”

Susanna poked her fiancé in the arm. “Honk the horn,” she instructed.

Myles complied, laying on the horn for a solid few seconds. They waited, but nothing happened.

“You got your gun handy?” he asked.

Susanna cocked her handgun. “Yep.”

“Yep,” the doctor added, holding up his own gun. When the young couple stared at him, he shrugged. “What? I’m supposed to do no harm at my job. Technically, I haven’t clocked in yet.”

Myles chuckled, and then shook his head. “Still, you stay here,” he said firmly. “You’re way more valuable to the community than anyone else, unless someone is going to med school and not telling anyone.”

“Lock the doors, keep your gun handy,” Susanna instructed. “And if anybody you don’t recognize comes up, don’t hesitate to shoot them.”

The older man nodded firmly, and as they got out of the car, he hurried into the front seat.

Myles and Susanna moved slowly towards the house, handguns at the ready. They made sure to keep a close eye on the corners of the exterior, in case someone or something tried to get the jump on them. As they got to the door, they backed up to either side of the entrance, sharing a glance.

After a nod, they burst in through the open door, quickly clearing the front lobby and the room to the right.

Myles took the lead, moving down the hall, but Susanna grabbed his shoulder to stop him. He startled, but she pointed down at the ground. He noticed the large pool of blood he’d almost stepped in, with tracks coming out of it that ran straight to the back on the hardwood floor.

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