Nightwalker 6 by Frank Roderus & Craig Martelle

Author:Frank Roderus & Craig Martelle [Roderus, Frank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2019-09-22T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Wolfe pushed the cart toward the road, walking faster with each step. When he passed Jennifer, she looked back toward the marina.

“Are we not waiting for Mister Walton?”

“We are not, Miss Jennifer. He can catch up. We need to go as far and as fast as we can.”

Jennifer ran after Wolfe, with Buddy close on her heels. The dog was indifferent to Wolfe’s fears. His tongue lolled, and he bounced as he ran.

The creak and squeak of an old bicycle caught Wolfe’s ears. He turned as Danny Boyle pedaled by on an old beach cruiser, coasted to a stop, and turned the bike sideways across the road. Wolfe slowed and stopped. He glanced behind him to see the rest of the group hurrying from the marina onto the main road. Walton waved. He did not look happy.

“You spooked me,” Wolfe said. “It was never our intent to go into the city and meet people. Please forgive us. We have had some bad experiences during our trip.”

“You are forgiven, but we will shield you, my brother, for we wear the armor of the Lord.” Danny Boyle’s statements came straight from the pulpit, but Wolfe could not figure out which church. Danny’s quotes were not from any bible Wolfe had read.

When the rest of the group caught up, they started walking again at a reasonable pace. The adults hurried the children along. No one complained. “You go this way much?” Wolfe asked.

“We attend the Sacred Survivors’ Church every single day to pray for our salvation. It is a short five-mile walk that is good for the soul!”

A chorus of “amens” reinforced his claim. In words at least. Maybe not deeds.

“How many people attend this church?” Wolfe asked.

“The number of souls saved will equal the number of souls redeemed,” the man replied, touching a finger to his nose.

Wolfe did not bother asking any more questions. Jennifer tried to talk to the smaller children, but their mother would not let them out of arm’s reach.

Walton began a monologue on the wonders of farming that filled the void without allowing Danny Boyle the opportunity to climb back into his pulpit.

For that, Wolfe would be forever grateful.

After ninety minutes, Danny mounted his bike and rode ahead. Walton finally stopped talking. The woman they presumed was Danny’s wife pointed to a sign up ahead. The Christian School of Little Rock.

“Is that where we are going?” Wolfe wondered.

“No,” she replied. “That is where the people’s disciples live. They always walk with us the rest of the way to the church.”

“It looks like they have a church at the school.”

“A small one, yes,” the woman agreed. “The people need more room. The Sacred Survivors are many.”

Wolfe looked ahead to see people streaming toward Little Rock.

“How many survivors are there?”

“Thousands!” She finally smiled a real smile. Wolfe shuddered and glanced at Jennifer without moving his head. She and Buddy were staying toward the side of the road away from their escorts.

“Did you hear that, Jim?” Walton interrupted. “Thousands!”

“Sounds like

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