Revenge of the Walker (The Walker Series Book 4) by Coralee June

Author:Coralee June [June, Coralee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Small groups of men arrived sporadically for the meeting to avoid suspicion. I watched from my seat as Walkers wearing gloves and masks filed in. Louis took extra care to inspect each person, making sure they didn’t have the bruise colored boils consistently present with someone infected with X. Each Walker walked through sanitizing mist and sat down. Some chatted, but most waited quietly for the meeting to start. The guys were upstairs receiving the rejection cure. I couldn’t watch them get the shot. There was something about knowing they could contract X and disappear from my life that made me nauseous. There was no winning.

It took a full hour for the seats to fill up, and eventually, Tallis and my men filed in.

“You okay?” Hux asked me as Tallis made his way to the podium. Patrick settled into the seat to my left while I stared ahead. The room smelled of sweat and sanitizer spray. Patrick grabbed my hand, and when I looked down at his arm, I took in the band-aid covering the spot where I knew he received the rejection cure. Bile rose in my throat.

“I guess,” I replied. The energy of the room was pure, white-hot anger. Everyone was scowling, shifting uncomfortably in their seat. It was like the Walkers were ready to strike, they just needed a reason to. I couldn’t help but stare at the various masked faces. Their lips were covered, but I could see the hopelessness in their eyes. This was a group of angry people with nothing to lose.

“Thank you for coming,” Tallis said while nodding towards someone to shut the door. “Let’s get down to business, shall we?”

Tallis looked over at Jules for a moment then back to the crowd. To my left, Lowe, Kaye, Jade, and Blythe entered and shuffled to their seats just before the door shut. I ached to go to Blythe and find out how Maverick was doing, but they each seemed focused on the meeting.

“We plan to strike at the end of the month. Cavil is hosting an event for members of the Elite.”

I half-expected the room to lighten up a bit, but it didn’t. Tallis continued, “We won’t go too much into detail on the execution, the fewer who know, the better. But at midnight of his party, the Resistance will riot.”

Tallis' words hung over the crowd like an angry fog.

“So what is expected of us, exactly?” a younger man asked while scratching behind his neck. He looked around the room, gaining confidence as people shifted forward in their seats to listen.

“Flood the streets of Galla. Fight Cavil’s guardsmen,” Tallis replied as if it were simple. Jules gave him a sideways glance, opening her mouth to speak then closing it again as if thinking better of it.

Another man, who was burly and wore an unimpressed scowl upon his unmasked face, stood up. “You expect us to fight men with Heat? I'm assuming that you plan to kill Cavil. But killing him won’t stop his armed men.

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