Last Victory: Book 6 in the Thrilling Post-Apocalyptic Survival Series: (The Last City - Book 6) by Kevin Partner & Mike Kraus

Author:Kevin Partner & Mike Kraus [Partner, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Muonic Press Inc
Published: 2020-03-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11: Mutley

Devon tried to work out how many times he'd woken up in this cell, but quickly gave up. This small effort was too much for him. He rolled over on the thin, lumpy mattress and his one working eye settled on the light coming in through the small window high on the wall opposite.

The place had gone to pot since he'd briefly been sheriff here, and the cops had all been replaced by Sons of Solomon fighters—the sheriff's department, it seemed, having been dissolved after Laverne's death.

Devon tilted his head and looked across at the other cell. No sign of Marianna. She'd been gone since yesterday morning. Until that point, she'd gotten off relatively lightly as they'd concentrated on questioning him. Perhaps some of the fighters here remembered her and, maybe, even had a little remaining loyalty. More likely, Mendoza had ordered them to go easy on her unless they couldn't get what they needed from Devon.

He smiled, then winced as pain lanced through his jaw. He'd told them nothing. But then, they were amateurs who thought it was all about how hard you could hit someone until they cracked. Devon hadn't cracked, though his jaw was pretty sore.

He supposed he ought to be grateful Mendoza assumed he had information it was worth the effort to extract. As he and Marianna were brought into Hope, the general was about to leave on his crusade to unite all the forces of the Sons under him. It gave Devon little comfort to consider that the members of the committee who'd sided with Mendoza had now discovered how futile that was. He would settle for nothing less than instant and complete obedience, and the ruling council was surely no more.

How long would it be before he returned? The farthest east outpost of the Sons that Devon knew about was in Pennsylvania, the former Amish community where he'd met Noah and Anna Kurtz. But there were almost certainly more bases along the East Coast, and it would take weeks for Mendoza to reach each of them. Some would resist, surely. It could be months before he returned to Hope. But return he certainly would. This was to be his capitol, the beating heart of the new regime.

He hadn't left the city undefended, however. Though Devon hadn't been outside the building since being brought here a week ago, he'd seen plenty of soldiers as he peered out of the back of the Land Rover. Not the overwhelming numbers there had been when the committee had arrived, but enough to keep the city subdued.

And it was subdued. Though the window of the little jail was open, he heard nothing more than the sound of the occasional vehicle driving past and the thud of marching boots. He wondered where the people were, fearing for the fate of the old and infirm.

It was the uncertainty that was the most frustrating. He rubbed his jaw, then tried to gently prize the lids of his left eye apart.

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