EAT, SLAY, LUZT: A sexy wild ride through the dark heart of the zombie apocalypse. by Jillian Stone

Author:Jillian Stone [Stone, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Zombie
ISBN: 9780996345903
Publisher: Jillian Stone
Published: 2016-10-27T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

A HANDFUL OF guards assembled around me.

“Thank you, Colonel.”

“Do not thank me. And this is not a favor.” Beady eyes nailed the men assembled. “Even one of those skin eaters gets past the perimeter,” he barked, “you drag her inside and lock us down.” He nodded to me. “Get going, Doctor Davis.”

I borrowed a flashlight and ran through a narrow tunnel cut with diamond precision through the bunker wall. At the end of the passage, I was confronted with a hatch that looked more like a door to a bank vault.

One of the soldiers, the man in charge, caught up with me. “You’ve got five minutes, then I haul your ass back inside.”

I gave him my best girl scout salute as he moved up from behind and unlocked the door using a four digit code.

I admit I peeked. It was a game I played mostly for my own amusement, and I was uncannily good at it. I knew all my friend’s passcodes, just from watching them unlock their phones. I didn’t get the numbers or the tones, I got the keyboard position.

Bottom left, middle top, middle top, bottom right.

Comes in handy. It’s how I caught my ex-boyfriend cheating on me. He had no idea I knew his passcode.

Outside the bunker I confronted a sweeping sky filled with brownish, blackish dust. It was dawn—or even daylight—but it might as well be the middle of the night.

What time is it?” I asked.

“Zero six-hundred.”

I squinted into the wind and sand. I needed camel eyelashes.

“Ma’am—you need to wear these.” One of the soldiers handed me a pair of goggles.

“Thank you.” I put them on and scanned the horizon. “So this is what the dawn of the dead looks like.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“There’s a soldier out there—one of your guys. Help me bring him in.” I swept my flashlight east. The rest of the guards turned on their gun lights. Beams crossed like searchlights, sending signals through the dense fog of dust.

Just to mix it up, I clicked mine on and off. I had no idea how far the beams would penetrate—all I could hope for is that Chris would catch a glimmer of light. A beacon in the darkness—something to head for.

I thought about the lighthouse back home on Point Loma. The huge lamp—thousands of candles of light—and wondered, frankly, what kind of candle power these wimpy beams emitted.

“Jeezus—we need a fog horn.” I groused.

The young soldier standing next to me stared—then he fired his weapon in the air. I could have kissed him. “Keep it up—if he can’t see us, maybe he’ll hear the shots.”

No telling how loud the storm was even a hundred yards out. Between the rumble of that motorcycle engine, and the roar of the z-winds…

I refused to go negative and walked further out into the thick haze, “See this light. Hear the shots…”

“Time’s up. Fall back, and bring her in with you.”

I spun around. A military man stood in the hatchway, obviously the boss man. “You can’t—I’ve got two more minutes.

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