Dying Days: Origins 2 by Rosamilia Armand

Author:Rosamilia, Armand [Rosamilia, Armand]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Rymfire Books
Published: 2014-11-11T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Neither David nor Cheryl said another word as they went through the pickup truck, gathering all the weapons and ammo they could find. A flask was stuck between the seats. David smelled it. Whiskey. They could use it in the future. You never threw anything away unless you had to. Alcohol had quite a few uses.

It wasn't much but it gave the couple something to do.

As they began the walk back to their vehicle, keeping just inside the corn field and watching for further pursuit, Cheryl finally broke the silence. "Do you think he was bluffing?"

"We can only hope so. Regardless, we need to find Chris. If they're alive, they'll circle back and find us. If they aren't… we'll find them," Chris said. "I'm going to also assume we haven't seen the last of the militia. We might need to run as far as we can to get away, so if Chris is driving around he'll find us pretty soon."

It was a morbid thought, but David knew if the family was dead he hoped they found them quickly so they didn't waste any time. And, if they found the car, they'd have to be careful. If the militia was even half smart, they'd set someone to watch, knowing David and Cheryl would be looking for them.

"Maybe they ran Albert off the road and kept going?" Cheryl asked, but David knew from the tone of her words she didn't believe it for one second. No way could Chris put them in a ditch. The guy just didn't have it in him. More than likely the pickup truck's driver took the turn too hard, or a zombie spooked him. Something else to explain their predicament.

"We'll do a thorough search of the area," David said as they got back to their vehicle. "Hopefully we'll find them before the militia does."

"Chris knows to go south, right?"

David nodded as he climbed into the driver's seat. "It's the way we're heading. Now I wish we'd taken the time to pick a destination on the map. A meeting point in case something like this happened. My only hope is they are familiar with Iowa and the states south of us."

Cheryl pulled out her tablet as David began driving. "We can head directly south and get into Missouri, or veer to the east and into Illinois."

"Missouri into Tennessee into Georgia would be the easiest route for Florida. I just hope Chris knows it." David drove past the ditched pickup truck and made a right between the two fields. He decided to circle the area until first light or trouble found them. "We still have gas in reserve."

"I thought we were out. That's why we stopped," Cheryl said.

David shook his head. "There's more in cans for a dire emergency. Like being stuck in a corn field hell. I didn't want us dipping into them with both cars, since it would take us half the distance. It's only a few gallons. The gas station would've been the perfect place to refuel.

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