For Those In Peril (Book 1): For Those In Peril On The Sea by Colin M. Drysdale

Author:Colin M. Drysdale [Drysdale, Colin M.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: Pictish Beast Publications
Published: 2013-11-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

We’d been in Hope Town almost a week when Jon and I took our newly acquired runabout out for its first proper spin. Jimmy came with us for something to do and he brought along his new friend, Jeff. The weather was perfect and the Sea of Abaco was like a mirror. We decided to head offshore to try to catch some tuna as it would make a change from the smaller fish we could get closer to shore.

I was still learning about the local waters and particularly the treacherous passes that led east through the islands and reefs to the open ocean. To help with this, we picked up Andrew as we passed his boat. Andrew was dark-skinned and stocky, with short hair and a sparse, stubbly beard. Having grown up in the Abacos, he knew the waters well and could show us both the safe routes through the reef and the best places to find big fish out on the ocean, like tuna, bonita and even marlin.

Andrew was about the same age as Jon and the two of them hit it off from the moment they met. In Andrew’s company, Jon’s previously hidden sense of humour rose to the surface, revealing it to be intelligent and razor-sharp. Andrew’s story was unusual. I didn’t know how he’d ended up there, but I’d heard he’d survived for two days locked in a small hut on the end of a dock as a horde of infected tried their best to get in. I was amazed he’d remained sane, and I wasn’t sure I’d have done the same if I’d found myself trapped like that.

Once out of Hope Town, I opened up the throttle and felt the runabout lift out of the water until we were skimming across it, leaving a deep, white wake behind us. This was the fastest I’d travelled since leaving South Africa and I found it unexpectedly exhilarating. It’s amazing how much you miss things you used to take for granted, things like going faster than you could ever possibly move without a powerful engine.

Just outside the harbour, we saw David. I waved and he slowed down, indicating he wanted to talk.

‘What are you guys up to?’ David smiled as he spoke.

‘We’re heading out to do some fishing. What about yourself?’

‘Been getting some conch.’ He gestured to the bottom of his boat where a dozen large shells lay in a jumbled heap.

‘Not bad going. You see any infected?’

‘Yeah. There were some on the beach at Lubbers and there’s a couple of drifters clinging to a plank of wood down around Tilloo Bank. Other than that, it seems pretty quiet.’

‘You deal with the drifters?’

‘No, they’re far enough away that they shouldn’t cause us any problems and I didn’t want to waste the bullets. We’ve only got so many and there’re better things we could use them for.’

I knew he was thinking about his plans for taking back some of the land, but I didn’t want to get drawn into it, so I ignored the last part.

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