Last Farmer: Last Farmer Series - Book 1 by Robertson D. N. & Robertson Danica

Author:Robertson, D. N. & Robertson, Danica [Robertson, D. N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Danica Robertson
Published: 2015-06-26T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15 – Duck and Cover

We made an early start of it, not wanting to waste time and still needing to put distance between us and the Sand Walkers. We’d debated travelling by night, but knew that the survivalists were specially geared to track things in the dark. Cedar guessed that they were trying to avoid the drones that usually took to the skies while the sun was up, but it was only a theory. We were all pretty quiet, afraid to say the words that were rattling around in our heads. I’d seen drones in the rear view mirror and the bot had picked up several during his scans. They were definitely looking for something, using a cross hatch search pattern that made it obvious. I told myself that they were looking for the black triad drone, but the thought didn’t sit right in my gut.

“My diversion tactics recommend finding shelter and taking refuge for a number of days. It is unlikely that the Sand Walkers have tracked us this far, as they are on foot and they run the risk of increased discovery with the additional UAVs.” His ear twitched in an endearing sort of way, but I could tell that he was actually running scans.

“That’s just great, but where is there to hide?” I knew my voice grated with frustration and I couldn’t help an unpleasant grimace, but I was exhausted and scared. Scanning the horizon didn’t give much hope as we seemed to be in a desolate nothingness, inhabited only by sand, wind and sun.

“According to my databases, we are three hours away from a cave called Trou de Diable. It is, unfortunately on the other side of the river bed.” He cocked an ear in the direction he wanted us to head and ignored my groan. “It is unlikely that the Sand Walkers have taken possession of the cave as there are no written records of Sand Walkers on the other side of the river for the past 300 years.” I wanted to ask him how he knew that and if he could promise that none of the creeps were lurking around, just waiting to grab the women. The word “breeders” flashed through my head and I must have growled again, unwittingly.

“Hey,” interrupted Cedar, “why don’t I drive for a while? You’re almost asleep at the wheel and your personality isn’t improving at all.” I shot her a glare, which only proved her point.

“Fine,” I said, pressing the brake. We’d been slogging through heavy sand, so it only took a second to come to a stop. She hopped out of the passenger side and I clambered over the parking brake, clipping myself on the handle. I let out a high pitched groan and grasped my crotch, carefully curling myself in her vacated seat. I pulled my knees as close to my chest as I could, trying to ease the throbbing in my right testicle. The giggle from the back seat only made me snarl, more

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