Rise Again by Ben Tripp

Author:Ben Tripp
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Thrillers, Horror, Fiction, Fantasy, Sisters, California, Zombies, General, Occult Fiction, MIssing Persons, Horror Fiction, Policewomen, Suspense Fiction, Business & Economics, Horror Tales
ISBN: 1439165165
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2010-10-26T06:00:00+00:00

Danny woke up startled, her stomach lurching with a sensation as if she’d caught herself falling. Immediately she scanned her surroundings. No zombies in view. The interior of the car was sweltering hot. Danny had opened the windows only a couple of inches despite the heat; she didn’t want anything reaching in and grabbing her while she slept. Now it was a quarter to nine in the morning—she had been asleep for two and a half hours. Time to get moving again. She started the engine and rolled back toward the road, kicking up a thick cloud of dust. And before the wheels were back on the tar, another piece of the puzzle had clicked into place.

Kelley had mentioned that social reject, Zap Owler, in her note. She wrote of how Owler sold methamphetamine at the go-kart tracks in the flatlands. And she specifically mentioned the one Danny had taken her to for her seventh birthday. That was Kartland, in Potter. Danny remembered that Kelley didn’t seem to enjoy it much, but she could sure drive. That little face in the big red rental helmet, pale with big dark eyes, Kelley’s expression set and grim from the moment she stepped onto the track until the end of her third race. Danny hadn’t been able to beat her, even though she started ramming Kelley’s kart from behind. Her theory at the time had been that Kelley didn’t weigh anything, so her kart had a speed advantage. But in fact the kid was a born driver, and determined. Kelley had a grape slushie after the races, and then she was in the bathroom forever because she had to completely drape the crapper with toilet paper, forming a hygienic bird’s nest around the seat.

Danny’s sinuses started to ache. Tears wanted to come. She inhaled and exhaled and pushed the loss back down where it wouldn’t get in the way. Her hands were locked hard around the steering wheel. They had some good times in there, Danny thought. A few. She had a terrible feeling those were the only good times Kelley ever had.

But she had to keep her mind on this clue, if it was a clue, to Kelley’s plans. Danny thought Kelley was smarter than she was, by a fair amount. But she wasn’t more clever. She didn’t yet know the means by which people give themselves away in conversation, reveal their thoughts or motives.

Danny, however, had spent years doing it: first in Iraq, trying to second-guess those poor inscrutable bastards that had to call the place home, and second in the American police business. Nobody knows how to talk straight to a uniform.

Danny had the note out, pinned to the steering wheel with her right thumb.

Zap Owler cooks speed in his kitchen and sells it down in the flatlands at go-kart tracks. Including that place by the freeway you took me for my seventh birthday.

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