Getting Out: A Post-Apocalyptic EMP Survival Thriller (The EMP Book 1) by Ryan Westfield

Author:Ryan Westfield
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Published: 2017-09-11T06:00:00+00:00

18

JAMES

“You’ve got to do something,” hissed Sadie in his ear.

James had the scope of the gun to his eye.

His finger was on the trigger, but he couldn’t bring himself to shoot. That wasn’t right. He had to speak first, but he was terrified.

And worst of all, his mother had counted on him. Counted on him to protect himself, Sadie, and the possessions. Without the gear, they were screwed, and James knew that well. He understood the gravity of the situation. Even Sadie did now. She’d stopped checking her dead phone every five minutes.

While James was sweating, while his heart was pounding, the man was quickly loading gear into his SUV.

“You need to do something,” hissed Sadie, again.

James knew she was right.

“Stop right there,” he cried out.

The man froze. He was on the way back to the pickup, his arms empty.

“Who’s out there?” he called out.

“Don’t move a muscle,” shouted James. He made an attempt to make his voice sound deeper and more manly that it might have otherwise been. Not that he wasn’t a man, but he didn’t always sound like one.

“Who’s out there?” shouted the man.

He moved his sunglasses up to get a better look. He started peering right where James and Sadie were hiding, but James was pretty sure he wasn’t seen.

“Who’s out there?” shouted the man again.

To James’s horror, the man didn’t sound scared. He didn’t look scared. His posture was relaxed.

He was one of those huge muscular gym rats, who wasn’t intimidated by anyone.

“I’ve got a gun trained on you,” shouted James. “And I won’t hesitate to shoot you in the head. Return what you’ve taken, and leave. If you don’t want to die.”

James hoped that sounded convincing enough.

To his horror, the man started to laugh to himself.

“So you’re some kid out there in the woods? You’ve got your dad’s hunting rifle, is that it?”

James didn’t know what to say. He didn’t answer.

“How old are you, anyway?” shouted the man. “Twelve? Thirteen?”

James was feeling anxiety and anger rising in his chest. He was far older, and the man knew it, but he was just trying to talk down to him, trying to switch the power dyanmic. But even though James was smart enough to recognize that, he felt powerless to stop it. After all, he wasn’t an adult. He didn’t know how to talk like one.

“Look, kid,” said the man. “I was a cop. Fifteen years on the force. I’ve seen shit you wouldn’t imagine. I’ve shot guys. I’ve been shot, too, twice. I worked in the city. I’ve seen shit you wouldn’t believe. Now if you think you’re going to scare me with some line about blowing my head off…” He started laughing again. “Just forget it. Just forget it.”

The man started walking towards the bed of the truck casually. He peered inside, taking his time examining the provisions, deciding what he wanted to take. He was doing it very obviously. Apparently he wanted James to truly understand who had the power here, making it less likely that James would shoot him.

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