Last Dawn: Book 2 in the Thrilling Post-Apocalyptic Survival Series: (The Last City - Book 2) by Kevin Partner & Mike Kraus

Author:Kevin Partner & Mike Kraus [Partner, Kevin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Muonic Press Inc
Published: 2019-12-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11: Martha

"You can't do this, Paul!"

He'd never seen Lynda Strickland so mad. And he kinda liked it. She'd stormed into his office on the top floor of the community center right on schedule.

"It's just during the crisis, Lynda. We can't allow everything to go belly up."

"Then why not just recruit more deputies?"

Hickman shrugged. "I'd have thought after what happened to poor Marlin you'd agree we need our own civil defense force so we don't get caught with our pants down again."

"So, you're killing two birds with one stone?"

"You could put it like that if you want. Fact is, we got the equipment, and we got enough vets to use it. And we're lucky to have an experienced military police officer to run it."

"But he's Danish!"

"Dutch. And so what? He fought alongside me in Ezra so I know he's got what it takes."

Lynda Strickland leaned over the desk and wagged a finger. She was an average-looking woman with gray eyes surrounded by laughter lines, and he'd never appreciated being pointed at, but he was finding it kinda hot. He breathed in the smell of freshly applied nail polish and listened passively. "Now you listen to me, Paul Hickman, if you don't withdraw and disarm your militia, I'm going to have the council remove you from office!"

Hickman looked into her eyes. "You and whose army, Lynda? Now you run along and do whatever you want, but you'd be a lot more useful helpin' with the supplies distribution now poor Martha's out for the count. As for me, I got plenty to be thinkin' about because, in case you hadn't noticed, we got a lot of sick folk to care for."

Strickland jerked back up and turned to go but then she paused, threw her head back and somehow pirouetted so she was facing him again as she sneezed all over him. "Oh, excuse me, Mr. Hickman. I sure hope I haven't got the early stages of the flu. You know, when it's at its most communicable. That'd be a helluva shame." She smiled at him and left the office before he could respond.

He gave the surface of his desk a thorough clean with disinfectant wipes, then scrubbed his hands with anti-bacterial gel, cursing under his breath as he did so. The last thing he needed was to come down with the disease when he was on the cusp of having total control. But what he needed right now was some fresh air.

It was midafternoon, and he'd spent the entire day in the office. One meeting after another. He had to admit he felt a certain pride in the way some of the council members had stepped up to the plate during their city's darkest hour. He knew Lynda to be efficient, and she'd taken on responsibility for the supplies in Martha's absence. Working with Libby Hawkins, she'd placed all the Ezrans into shared houses that had been left vacant by Hopers who'd had the bad luck to be elsewhere on the night of the firestorm.

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