Reason To Live by C. M. Wright

Author:C. M. Wright [Wright, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: C. M. Wright
Published: 2015-05-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Finally, the time has come. After several hours of discussing whether to take the chance or not, we've all decided we will be sending the teens back to infiltrate the Krew building. None of us are happy about it, none of us are comfortable with it, but it has to be done. If we don't have someone on the inside, more of the innocents could be hurt than if we do.

We can only hope and pray that none of our group is killed because of this decision.

I know Will changed his mind based on my intuition about the teens, and that scares the hell out of me. On one hand. On the other, everything in me is screaming these kids can be trusted.

Now, if I can only trust myself again.

Everything is going to depend on how well the teens can act, how well the news of the death of their leader is taken, and how well the other Krew members respond to the new leader, Sandro.

Too many 'if's' and I don't like it a damn bit; but we just don't have a choice if we want a chance of saving most, if not all, of the innocent people trapped there.

Now, at three o'clock on the dot, with the afternoon sun beating down and warming things up, the teens are escorted to one of the Krew's trucks we'd brought back with us. We make sure to coat the teens in dirt and dust, tear their clothes, and make them look as rough as possible. Just as they begin moving out of the garage, the feeling of something not quite right that I've carried inside since the plan was made, finally reveals just what's been bothering me.

“Stop! Stop!” I scream and beat at the truck as I run toward the driver's door.

My brother Ricky is in front of the truck and signals Sandro to stop. I rush up to my brother and the others who have gathered and are waiting on me, all with looks of concern and confusion, but I can't speak and am bent over at the waist; my sides, stomach and chest screaming in pain. The terror from almost screwing this entire plan up and getting these kids killed, plus the running and screaming have taken its toll on both my lungs and my ankle. I gasp for air as I hear the impatient demands for information from some of the others, who have no idea why I've shut the plan down so suddenly just when things had finally gotten started.

Will orders everyone to keep their mouths shut and comes over to me. I feel him rubbing my back as he softly tells me to breathe slower and calm down. Eventually, I'm able to feel my diaphragm fill with air and I straighten to a full stand. I know my face is red, and I most likely still look like a complete maniac, but we were so close, so damn close, to sending these kids to be murdered.

“We can't do this,” I gasp out, my throat on fire now.

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