Dead Texas (Book 4): The Journey West by Slaton Derek

Author:Slaton, Derek [Slaton, Derek]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2018-09-20T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

The hijacking trio crept up the road towards the exit ramp.

“I’m really worried about Sparks,” Mary said quietly.

Ricky squeezed her arm gently. “Aw, baby, don’t worry, she’s just blowing off some steam after a rough couple of days.”

“By murdering an entire town full of people?” She raised an eyebrow.

Jeff shrugged. “I mean, it’s not like they don’t deserve it.”

“I know,” Mary replied, biting her lip. “But she’s just… different. I wish we could have convinced her to come with us an escape. I don’t want anything to happen to her.”

“Don’t worry babe, she’s a tough girl,” her husband assured her.

Jeff nodded. “And Rufus will do anything to protect her, too,” he added. “She’ll be fine.”

They reached the base of the exit ramp and knelt down in the bushes, peering at the two officers about sixty yards away with their backs turned.

“Alright, there they are,” Jeff said.

“How you wanna do it?” Ricky asked.

The skinhead shook his head. “Terrain is too rough on the side of the road, so flanking them really isn’t an option. They’d hear us coming.”

“Don’t think any of us is a good enough shot to hit them from here,” Ricky worried. “Let alone hittin’ both of ‘em.”

“They aren’t even looking this way.” Mary motioned flippantly, lips pursed. “Why don’t we just walk up on them and do… do what needs to be done?”

The guys glanced at each other and shrugged.

“That’s just crazy enough to work,” Ricky said. “Good job, baby.”

“Alrighty then,” Jeff agreed. “Walk softly, guns out, and nobody fires until you’re within ten feet.”

Mary put up a hand. “Or they turn our way.”

“That too,” the skinhead agreed.

Ricky checked his handgun and stood. “Well, here goes nothin’.”

They spread out across the ramp, marching in unison, stride for stride. They were careful not to stomp or drag their feet, but at the fifteen foot mark one of the officers caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye.

“What the hell?” he blurted, but before he could even draw his weapon, bullets riddled the pair. The corpses hit the ground and the guys double checked to make sure they were really dead.

“Everybody good?” Jeff asked.

Ricky nodded. “Peachy.”

“I…” Mary stammered. “I’ll live.”

“Baby, you okay?” Her husband furrowed his brow.

She nodded. “I’ll be fine. Just not a fan of all this killing.”

“I know.” He rubbed her shoulder. “But this is an us or them situation.”

She nodded again. “I realize that. Doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

“Guys,” Jeff cut in, “we’ll have plenty of time to talk this out, but right now we need to hide the bodies and get changed into their uniforms.”

“What the fuck?” Ricky blinked at his comrade. “I ain’t wearin’ that.”

“Gonna have to if we want to take the truck by surprise,” the skinhead replied. “If they don’t see two cops standing here, they’ll just drive right over us.”

“Babe, I shot a man in the back so we could get the truck,” Mary said firmly. “You’re gonna put that uniform on or you’re gonna be sleeping on the couch whenever we find a place that actually has one.

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