Isolation (Book 3): Starting Anew by Jones Nathan

Author:Jones, Nathan [Jones, Nathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalypic | Dystpian | Pandemic
Published: 2020-07-15T04:00:00+00:00

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An hour later, Nick left the brothers in a small copse of trees on a rise overlooking the road, maybe seventy yards from where the Wensbrook truck waited. His car was out of sight on the road behind the rise, ready to pick him up when this was done with.

Assuming everything went smoothly.

Nick drove his loaded moving truck down the road at what felt like a snail's pace, wanting to make sure whoever was waiting up ahead was well aware he was coming and didn't think he presented a threat. He spotted two men climbing out of the pickup's cab and pulled to a stop twenty yards away, with the driver's side facing the rise so his friends could cover him.

Fifty yards. That wasn't a difficult shot with a rifle, especially since Ben had his scope.

As he climbed out of the cab, watching the two Wensbrook survivors approach, he was surprised to see that it was none other than Jay himself, as well as the big man who'd been with him at the confrontation at the roadblock.

“That our stuff?” the big man called.

“It is.” Nick tossed the moving truck's keys as the two men came within ten feet. Jay snagged them out of the air, and Nick continued talking to him. “Wasn't sure who I'd be meeting here.”

“You mean you didn't expect the guy in charge to be the one sitting on his hands out in the middle of nowhere for three days straight?” the bald man called back, tone acid. “I spent one night in my house, then realized there was no place I'd rather be than here, making sure you guys did what was right.”

“Well I hope this makes up for what happened to your homes.” Nick stepped away from the moving truck, motioning in invitation. “We've loaded this thing to capacity, including the cab.”

“And you think one truck is enough?” the big man called. “It better be full of bars of gold, if your leader's promise of restoring our stolen possessions, or at least something their value, wasn't a lie.”

Sometimes silence was the best response. Darby had told these two that they could only spare so much because of the quarantine camp, and repeating that would probably just anger them. So Nick kept his peace as the two peered into the cab, then threw open the truck's rolling door and poked around inside, taking several boxes out so they could see farther in.

Finally Jay hopped down from the back, expression incredulous. “You think this makes up for everything you took from our town?” he demanded. “You even going to try to pretend it is?”

“It's not,” Nick said as calmly as he could; maybe silence wasn't the best response. “But the simple truth is it's all we could spare. More than enough to support your people.”

The man slammed his fist against the truck's flimsy siding, snarling out a stream of curses. “Support? You think we need charity? You think that's what this is about?” His voice was getting louder by the word, a disquieting gleam coming to his eyes.

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