Jack Zombie (Book 3): Dead Nation by Maxwell Flint

Author:Maxwell, Flint [Maxwell, Flint]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Dark Void Press
Published: 2017-04-26T07:00:00+00:00

31

The Hummer, much to my heart’s content, barrels through the barrage of rusted cars with ease. Think of a Mac truck rolling through a cornfield. The noise we make is deafening and perhaps stupid.

Jacob laughs again. “I never felt so alive,” he says.

I have both my hands clamped on the overhead bar. Billy’s cigarette flies out of his hand and lands on the floor with a sizzle.

Jacob slams on the brakes. “Maybe this won’t be so bad after all,” he says.

The cars we’ve plowed through are up there and there and parts of another one is over there. I notice a couple with their hoods hanging open. No engine. The stack we went through wasn’t an accident. It was a barricade. Someone doesn’t want visitors. My heartbeat speeds up thinking about that. I want to reach for my gun. Just holding that heavy steel makes me feel better.

“Engines were gone,” Jacob says, reading my mind. “That means there’s people here.”

“Well, no shit,” Billy says, leaning back and picking up his smoking cigarette. “It’s fuckin D.C. What do you expect?”

“I expect everyone to be dead,” I say.

“Oh, you’ve been all over the world since this has happened?” Billy says.

“No, but I heard things,” I say.

“We’ve all heard things,” Billy says. “What’s true and what’s rumor are not always the same.”

He ain’t wrong. I know for a fact. Eden was a rumor, a massively failed rumor.

The Hummer slows to a crawl then stops. From my seat I can see the towering buildings. They look as infected as the people who used to inhabit them. Broken windows. Black burns down the sides like the Washington Monument. Chunks of brick completely gone like chunks of flesh from the zombies. We have rode into D.C., and I’m beginning to think it stands for Dead City. So much for a vacation.

Grady gets out and looks around. “Can’t go any farther,” he says. “We walk from here.”

“Walk?” Billy says. “You gotta be fuckin kidding me.” One cigarette-filled hand motions to the road ahead of us. “We can at least get another mile.”

Sean shakes his head.

“Nope,” Grady says. “Closer we get, the less noise we gotta make.”

I am the first to get out. I don’t even care about the fear practically freezing my joints. I’d almost rather have to fight zombies than be stuck in the Hummer with Billy and his smoke.

“Seriously?” Billy asks me. I look over my shoulder at him. His eyes are wide, there’s a grimace on his face, and he’s twirling his fingers for the count. “What is that, three or four?”

“Not now, Bill,” Jacob says.

“What, we all follow Jack now because he took down the infamous Spike of Eden? Geesh. Gimme a break,” Billy says.

I grit my teeth then I take a deep breath. “Grady knows what he’s talking about,” I say. “The car will just attract more zombies or people or worse. He said the hospital was two miles from the bridge. Two miles isn’t that far. We can do it.”

“And plowing through a barricade of cars won’t attract attention?” Billy says.

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