Infection Z (Book 2) by Casey Ryan

Author:Casey, Ryan [Casey, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Zombies
Publisher: Higher Bank Books
Published: 2015-04-24T04:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Three

Hayden watched his sister tumble to the ground, the sound of gunfire still echoing in his ears.

He didn’t have time to think about who was firing at them. He didn’t have time to worry about them. He didn’t even have time to think about running away.

Because all he cared about was on the road, bleeding from just above her chest.

The one thing he’d sworn to protect—the one person left in his life that he actually gave a real shit about—was on the concrete, her eyes closing.

“Hayden, we—we need to run!”

Hayden heard Manish’s voice somewhere to his right but it was distant, echoey, out of focus. He rushed over to Clarice’s body as she lay on the concrete. The camouflage jacket she was wearing had split at the back where the bullet had hit her. To his left, Hayden could hear voices, and a car gradually approaching.

But he crouched down at Clarice’s side and put a hand on her back, prayed to God she was okay, prayed to God she wouldn’t die, not now, not after how far they’d come.

“Sis, please,” Hayden said. He didn’t know what else to say. He had a hand on her wrist but his hands were shaking so much that he couldn’t tell if there was a pulse or not. He thought he could feel her breathing against his hand but maybe that was just his own breath. He couldn’t tell. He didn’t know.

So he just kept a hand on Clarice’s back and let the warm tears roll down his cheeks as the voices and the engine got closer.

“I’d stay on the fucking ground if I were you, sunshine,” a gruff, almost Scottish sounding man said. “Unless you wanna end up like your girlfriend.”

Hayden felt a burning sensation cripple his chest. He pulled the gun out of Clarice’s pocket. Tensed his fingers around it. Stood up, held his breath, turned and pointed at the group coming his way, not caring what happened to him anymore, only caring about avenging his sister, making the fuckers pay for what they’d done to her.

But when he turned to face the group, he noticed something. Three things, in fact.

First off was the car. A black Range Rover incredibly similar to the one he’d stolen from the cottage that had broken down on the road to Warrington.

And then there was the woman. Sammy. The woman with the ginger hair who Hayden had held a gun to the head of. She was looking at Hayden with wide-eyed fear, with a distance and detachment that made it look like she almost regretted being here in her present company.

But most interesting of all was the third thing he saw.

The person he saw, a black guy standing behind her, a gun to her head.

Sarah.

“You’re gonna wanna drop that,” the gruff-voiced guy said again. He was narrow-faced, had shortish dark hair and was wearing a leather jacket that looked way too new and unmarked to have been his for long. “Unless you wanna get another innocent person’s blood on your hands, I’d lower that gun.

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