Demon Deception by M.J. Haag

Author:M.J. Haag
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, thriller, demon, zombie, apocolyptic
Publisher: M.J. Haag

Chapter Eleven

Once Molev signaled that we were going to be stopping for the night, I thought I would be relieved. Instead, I now watched the encroaching dusk with trepidation as I followed the fey down a dirt road off the highway.

Today had been a new level of hell in survival. The infected lying in wait in Clinton hadn’t been the last group we’d encountered like that. The undead were definitely getting smarter and had taken to lying in wait at places that had supplies. I didn’t know how anyone would be able to scavenge on a large scale now. Whiteman would be screwed soon.

Molev motioned for me to park, interrupting my dismal thoughts. I let the truck idle while several small groups of fey checked each of the nearby country homes. Lights flickered on in all three. Molev waved me toward the grand, two-story with snow-covered planters standing sentinel at the end of the driveway.

I cut the engine at the garage and watched the fey jog around the yard to check the outbuildings and nearby trees. The garage door opened to show two shiny new cars. The fey inside called to Kerr that the house was safe.

Kerr looked up at me through the window and reached for the door. He’d run beside the truck the whole day. He had to be tired. Yet, he reached up for me and lifted me down as if it were nothing.

“Are you hungry?” he asked.

“Not really.”

I’d given the same answer at lunch, not that it had done me any good. I’d still ended up eating inside some trashed house on the side of the road. Blood had smeared a few of the doors, and the water hadn’t worked. But I’d been safe enough, thanks to the fey, and still able to use the bathroom. I just closed the lid instead of flushing. Something I’d gotten very good at since the first hellhound sighting all those weeks ago.

I felt sure this house wouldn’t be much different, which made it hard to be hungry or to want to stop and rest. But, my nerves were shot, and I couldn’t stop shaking. Far too many infected had tried chasing us down today.

“Come. We’ll find something to eat from the supplies.”

He picked me up and headed toward the back of the truck. It would have felt good to stretch my legs if they weren’t acting like they were made of Jell-O. Being carried gave me a moment to try to stop the tremors running through me. Kerr seemed to notice because his fingers made soothing little circles on the side of my thigh until he reached the cargo doors.

With a boost, Kerr helped me into the cargo hold. Someone had been smart enough to install hooks every several feet along the top and bottom of the support bars. Cargo straps were fastened from hook to hook, holding all the stacked goods in place.

I looked at the supplies we had gathered so far, knowing most of what was there without actually seeing it.

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