Redaction by Linda Andrews

Author:Linda Andrews [Andrews, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Sff, Horror, APOCALYPSE
Goodreads: 13021348
Published: 2011-10-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

David zipped up the body bag. His pulse pounded at his temples. Stanley ‘Stash’ Epstein. Twelve years old. Beaten to death by a bunch of gangbangers over food. Food for fuck’s sake! There was enough for everyone, no need to steal or kill for it. Maybe humanity deserved the shit sandwich Mother Nature was about to force feed it.

At the very least, the people who did this deserved to rot in a particularly hot corner of Hell for eternity times two. Maybe longer. Stooping, he slid his hands under the kid. Plastic crinkled as he lifted the remains and cradled them against his chest. God, the kid weighed next to nothing. What threat could he have presented against anyone?

“Hey Big D.”

David closed his eyes for a moment. The kid had survived the Redaction, only to be killed for no damn good reason. None. He hoped the Marines hunted every last one of the gang and put a bullet through their heads. God knew, if one of the Aspero walked in front of his truck, he’d gun the engine.

“Yo, Earth to Big D.” Standing over the processing kits, Robertson snapped his fingers. “Come in, Big D.”

He adjusted the bundle in his arms and stepped out of his thoughts. “Robertson this had better not be about the hobbies of this month’s Playmate.”

Tsking, Robertson tucked the camera in the kit before closing it. “That babe was so smoking, no red-blooded man would have even pretended to read the articles.”

Stepping around the private, David headed for the door. He wasn’t in the mood for the dark humor Robertson specialized in. Maybe morgue duty was finally getting to him. It got to everyone sooner or later. Better to leave the room before he ripped the private two new ones.

“Big D.” He heard the rustle and grunt as the private lifted the kits. “Before you distracted me, I thought you should know that your phone was ringing.”

Well, hell. David strode down the hall. It wasn’t ringing now. Of course, that just meant he’d probably missed an important call. One demanding he deliver another package to the good doctor. Thoughts of Mavis shined a ray of sunshine into the dark hallway. Entering the living room, he glanced passed the stacks of toys to the sagging couch. Should he put the remains down and check the number?

Robertson brushed his back as he hustled by. Although his shoulders were bowed by the processing kits, he held out his arms. “I’ll take him, Big D. You see to the call.”

For a moment, David tightened his grip on the kid. He’d given him all the dignity he could. But with the call, he might be able to save the life of his cousin and the boy who’d given them both shelter. Maybe.

“Yeah, okay.” He placed the body in Robertson’s arms. His limbs felt lighter, empty. Sighing, he ripped off his gloves. “I’ll get the doors.”

“Jesus fucking Christ, Big D. He doesn’t weigh anything.” Above his mask, Robertson’s face darkened. “You

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