Rectify: The Complete Series (The Rectify Series) by Jacqueline Druga

Author:Jacqueline Druga [Druga, Jacqueline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-08T22:00:00+00:00

FOUR – STUFF

Ella needed a nap, she hadn’t slept much and if she were going to try the great escape to get them transportation, she needed her energy. She didn’t sleep long, the baby started crying, waking her. Not so much the noise of his infant wail, but the thought of getting him to safety.

Then again, sleeping in the middle of the living room next to a comatose ‘fallen’ didn’t help.

The soldier’s name was Bradly. He was one of Tom’s men who, like millions of others, took the inoculation against CO-D4 and just fell into some sort of deep sleep.

Tom and James brought him into Rhonda’s apartment under the guise of help, but a part of Ella thought it was more to see what was going to happen to him.

She staggered from the living room into the kitchen, pausing to look out the window.

James and Tom stood on the fire escape. She could see them out there talking.

It was cooler outside, not much, but the apartment was sweltering.

She boiled water using the sterno stove and made a cup of coffee, then sat at the kitchen table.

There were items there she hadn’t noticed earlier.

A military style radio with headphones, a shoulder harness, a revolver, something that looked like a wallet and another item, a music player. She found it odd because the music player had an eighth inch cord extending from the headphone jack and connected with an adapter to the military radio.

After looking at it in her ‘just woke up’ state, she realized it was a way for Major Tom to play music for his men.

Men who went on rectify raids. Putting down infected like they were rabid animals. In his defense, many of them were.

The longer an infected was revived, the more dangerous they became.

Sipping her coffee, she shifted her eyes again to the window and flipped open the wallet.

It was an identification wallet. A military ID that said ‘R-Team’ on top, as if anyone would ask to see his ID when he showed up to rectify at a home or business.

His name was on the card, Major Thomas Leland.

It wasn’t a bad picture.

She lifted one eyebrow and looked over her shoulder at Tom. Usually military men look older than what they were. Tom actually looked younger than the age on the ID. She wouldn’t have guessed him to be more than thirty-five, when he was in fact turning forty-five in two days.

“Happy Birthday, Major Tom,” she whispered, closing the wallet.

As she brought the cup to her lips, she glanced down at the music player. Genuinely curious as to what the R-Team listened to when they did a rectify raid.

Not seeing the harm, she lifted one of the earpieces to her ear and pressed play on the music player.

Nothing happened. Nothing played.

She lifted the player looking at it, then decided to switch the ear buds from the radio into the player.

That worked.

Music played.

At first, she didn’t recognize the intro and then the signing began.

‘Ground control to Major Tom. Ground control to Major Tom.

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