Fugitive: A Post-Apocalyptic Survival Series (Wasteland Book 3) by Devon C. Ford

Author:Devon C. Ford [Ford, Devon C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2022-01-10T16:00:00+00:00

Finding myself dumped beside a dying fire in a depression off the road, I leaned back against the basic buggy hidden in the low ground and covered with bushes. A stack of split logs sat away from the fire. I almost opened my mouth to suggest one of them slip another on the embers, but thought better of it.

Rivera, still unable to learn when to shut the fuck up, started up a dialogue with the main guy again.

“So who is it? Your boss, I mean.”

“What the fuck is it to you?” the one I’d guessed by my astounding powers of deduction was called Clay.

“Just curious,” Rivera answered, trying to sound nonchalant despite his nose being blocked.

“Well, don’t be curious, fuck-knuckle.”

We sat there doing nothing while they tore all our gear out of the trailer and tossed it onto the dirt.

Leon appeared by my right shoulder and I was sure to make it look like I flinched away from him, so he thought I was scared and not a threat.

“Show me where,” he said.

Fuck it.

I’d shot myself in the foot by blurting out the bullshit about the cash. I mean, we had plenty with us and I was pretty sure Rivera had another bag of coins on top, but my claim of having a shit ton might fetch me a similar beatdown if they didn’t agree with my estimations of what I considered to be a lot.

“In the back,” I said lamely.

Leon pulled open the door and let out a low whistle.

“Whooo! Hello, beautiful!” he said, leaning in and pulling my weapon from the rear footwell. He hefted it, testing the weight of it appreciatively before shouldering it and aiming the barrel at Rivera.

“Hey, what did you say your name was?” Leon asked. When I didn’t answer, he turned to look at me.

“Oh, uh, Quinn.”

Dumbass, why didn’t I think up a fake name? Why the fuck would I even need a fake name, stupid?

“Well, Quinn, did I mention I got a twitch in my finger? I can’t help it, sometimes it just… does its own thing. How about you fetch that money you were talking about before my finger twitches and kills this asshole?”

I struggled to my feet and half turned to see if he’d be dumb enough to cut the bindings, but before he had the chance to consider it, a shout rang out over the camp.

All at once three of the guys started lighting it up, sending rounds in different directions outward from the camp. Just when my brain was having trouble figuring out what the hell was going on, I heard a yelp and a snarl as a bullet found a home in something fleshy.

I had another idea then that was worth more than money right at that minute.

“The canister! There, the metal thing on the dash!”

Leon looked at me like I was an idiot but peered inside all the same. Seeing it for what it was, he dumped his rifle on the seat and snatched it up, turning it this way and that to find where the on switch was.

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