Inception of Chaos: A Post-Apocalyptic EMP Survival Story by Holden J.J. & Foster Henry G

Author:Holden, J.J. & Foster, Henry G. [Holden, J.J. & Foster, Henry G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | EMP | Survival
Published: 2020-12-08T22:00:00+00:00

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The patrol car cruised down the road, David behind the wheel, but his mind wasn’t on the road. Christine’s reaction to the red Mustang set off all his alarm bells, and Lord knew, he’d seen enough bad relationships exploding to have a feel for them, to know when things just weren’t okay. It didn’t take a career in law enforcement to recognize those signs, either.

In the weeks he’d been in Weldona, she hadn’t mentioned him more than a couple times in passing, and although he hardly expected her kids to speak freely around a cop, he’d never heard them mention him, either.

Orien’s voice penetrated his dense thought-cloud. “Hey, boss. She left her purse.”

“What?”

Orien lifted a black leather handbag from between his seat and the door. “Purse. Left in car.”

David drifted right, looked over his left shoulder, and made a sharp left to perform a U-turn. When he pulled into Fran’s driveway, the Mustang remained where it had been. Orien held out the purse, and David took it, then climbed out of the car, his partner following close behind. He had to disentangle his sidearm holster from the seatbelt—damn thing, always getting caught up in the smaller car, unlike his SUV—and headed to the door. He knocked gently.

Fran opened the door and smiled upon seeing them. “Off duty already?”

“No, sadly.” David returned her smile. “Chrissy left her purse in the car when I dropped her off. Is she around?”

Fran hitched her thumb over her shoulder. “Kitchen. Help yourself, if you boys want a snack.”

David thanked her, then headed back. He met Bryson’s level gaze as he walked by. When he got to the kitchen, he pushed the swinging door open a bit, but froze with it only half open when he heard Christine and Mary talking. He had no intentions of interrupting something important.

When he heard them complaining about Bryson expecting them to wash his cup, he was about to enter, when Mary said, “I just want to repeat it. I don’t think he could take the kids if he wanted to. And I don’t think he has a safe place to take them, anyway, even if it wasn’t violating the court order.”

Christine replied, “Bryson didn’t give a damn about the law.”

David felt his blood pressure rising. Yeah, he’d gotten that vibe off Bryson. The kind of guy with more money than sense, more ambition than ethics, maybe more self-entitlement than drive. Not that he knew the man. Why was he so ready to believe the worst about a man he didn’t know? There were always two sides to every divorce and every custody dispute.

Well, he couldn’t stand eavesdropping forever. He pushed the door open and walked in, purse in hand, stepping aside to make room for his partner.

One look at Christine from behind showed just how tense she was, spine ramrod straight, shoulders hunched forward. She turned, and some of the tension in the set of her mouth relaxed. “Oh, my purse. Did I leave it behind?”

David nodded, smiling wanly. “Yes, you left the car in a bit of a hurry.

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