Ruin by G G Garcia

Author:G G Garcia
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Horror | Infected
Published: 2019-10-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Helen Jameson stood to her feet and looked at her three guests. All three had had naps and had only been awake for over an hour. She asked if they wanted something to eat, but all said no.

Another half hour had passed and John and Helen’s son had decided to go back to his bedroom. He took his phone with him and tried to contact his pals via texts and social media.

“Well, if you’re still here by the afternoon,” Helen addressed her three guests, “which I’m sure you will be, I can rustle you something up from our kitchens downstairs.”

“Thanks.” Demi was the only one to verbally respond out of the three of them, whereas Tony and Craig only managed a polite smile, and Helen continued.

She said, “It’s not as if we’re going to be opening up for business today, is it? I could do you some bacon and eggs.”

“Haven’t we run out of eggs?” John asked his wife. “I think we were waiting on the Monday morning delivery.”

“I think there’s a stash in the cellar. The one behind the bar.”

Both Tony and John glared at one another. Tony gestured with his head for the landlord to tell his wife what was in the cellar, but John grinded his teeth and shook his head at his male guest.

“Um ... Tony,” John spoke up. “Can I have a moment of your time?”

Tony looked surprised and asked, “What for?”

“Think I might barricade the main door,” John told his wife. “Just in case. Tony, can you give me a hand?”

“I thought you said those doors are solid,” said Helen.

“It’s just to be on the safe side.” Her husband smiled.

“I’ll help.” Craig was about to stand up, but John told him to sit down and that he and Tony should be able to manage just fine.

John gestured with his forefinger for Tony to follow him downstairs. Tony got off his backside and did just that. He went over to Craig and gave him Paul’s car keys.

“What are you giving me them for?” Craig asked.

“Just look after them for a bit,” said Tony. “They’re digging into my thigh every time I walk.”

Craig took the keys and put them in the front pocket of his brown cords.

Once Tony Willetts was at the bottom of the stairs, where John was waiting for him, the landlord of The Wolseley Arms pub began to speak.

“Listen,” John began. “We need to get rid of that thing now. I don’t know what the shit I was thinking, leaving it down there.”

“Just leave it there,” said Tony. “It’s not going anywhere, is it?”

John shook his head, placed his right hand on his forehead, and began to shake it. “If Helen finds out, she’ll go off her tits.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Don’t worry about it?” John found it hard to control his temper at Tony’s serene response.

“Just tell her the truth, man, and stop fannying about,” said Tony, and then began to crack his knuckles. “Tell her what you told me. You got up, found some woman in the car park.

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