In For A Dollar In For A Dime by P. Mark DeBryan

Author:P. Mark DeBryan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: zombies, apocalypse, zombie action, prepper fiction, dystopian action thriller, survivalist fiction

Max & Lisa

7:15 P.M.

Seatac Airport

Well, storming the front entrance didn’t work, and there’s no way in from the roof. That leaves the basement Max thought.

He drove around the loop like he was leaving the airport. Just as he entered the on-ramp for the interstate, he pulled over and drove down the embankment to a copse of trees. He hadn’t done any stealthy groundwork since he left Fort Lewis in 1976 as an army grunt. Back then it was just him and a bunch of other teenagers getting high and stumbling around the woods. He moved down the man-made ravine to a massive culvert. The conduit was so large that he didn’t even have to bend over to traverse the fifty-foot passage. It took him a little over an hour to reach the fence surrounding the airport. Figuring that he had about two hours of daylight left, maybe an hour and a half, he might just have enough time to climb the fence.

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Emerging into a jungle of twisting conveyor belts, Lisa made her way to a catwalk that followed the maze of the baggage delivery system.

Jeez, no wonder they lose so much luggage, she thought. She had to duck-walk in most places to get through the intertwining system. Twenty feet below her, she could see a couple of workers. They were wearing ear muffs, so she didn’t think they would hear her, but they would see her right away if they looked up. The extent of her plan at this point was only to get away from the airport without getting caught, and then call her dad. She was sure he was figuring another way to get her out, and she was afraid he might get himself thrown into the quarantine just to find her.

Checking her phone for the fourth time since slipping out of the baggage claim area, she still didn’t have a signal. She stared at the screen, hoping for the bars to magically appear as she ducked an overhead conveyor. Concentrating on her phone, she tripped over the control cable lying in her path. Unable to regain her balance, she fell headfirst off the catwalk. Knowing she wouldn’t get away from a twenty-foot fall without injury, or at minimum alerting the workers, Lisa was surprised by the sudden arrest of her tumble. Momentarily confused, she looked about and realized that she’d only fallen eight feet. Her belly-flop of a landing had been softened by an overstuffed duffel bag.

Thank God for duffel bags and those that stuff them, she thought, as she lay there trying to catch her breath.

After confirming her trip had gone unnoticed, she smiled to herself and continued on. Ahead, she spotted a set of stairs leading off the carnival ride she found herself on. Crawling on her belly down the conveyor belt, she made it to the stairs.

I just have to make it to the doors over there and I will be out!

“HEY! YOU! What in the hell are you doing down here, hot stuff?” a voice called, echoing in the cavernous facility.

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