Saint Pain (Zombie Ascension Book 3) by Bilof Vincenzo

Author:Bilof, Vincenzo [Bilof, Vincenzo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severed Press
Published: 2015-04-26T18:30:00+00:00

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They followed their noses.

And their ears.

Vega felt like they were approaching a vast cathedral in which an entire congregation was participating in a funeral hymn. An odd hum resonated throughout the hazy ruins, and in this silent world, the noise could only mean one thing.

Bill glanced at her several times while they picked their way through the city.

Like a paranoiac looking through living room curtains, she checked her Bushmaster several times, and Bill seemed to be holding onto his shotgun tightly.

They did not speak. They crept through the ruins, sunlight piercing shards of glass and ruin, bright dots capable of temporarily blinding anyone who looked directly into those miniature suns. They moved into the shadows of structures that had become nothing more than ghostly mausoleums in a sprawling cemetery. A cemetery of highways and stone and blood.

How many zombies could there be? Maybe the entire necropolis had come out to play.

There: In the middle of the street, hundreds of them.

In oil-spill coloration, sunlight hidden by the tops of two apartment buildings split by the corpse-ridden avenue. Black. Black and buzzing. As if the undead were an assembly of flies rather than rotting human bodies. The shadows of the damned spilled onto walls and concrete.

Corpses dropped out of open windows, slithering leech-like onto the crowd.

She had seen more than this before. Chasing her and Father Joe. Surrounding her. On the tarmac of Selfridge.

Still.

Her body shivered, but she maintained control of herself. Slipping behind a dumpster beside Bill, she took a deep breath and inhaled the putrid air.

“Those buildings don’t look like headquarters,” Vega said. “Just…” she tried to organize her thoughts.

“I know what you mean,” Bill said. “It don’t look like any place special. This Sutter guy might not even be real. Those things could be there for anybody.”

“And you want to help whoever needs you,” Vega said.

Bill raised an eyebrow. “We ain’t been partners that long, but you got me figured.”

“A real cowboy. Yeah. Why the hell not? We got bullets, guns, and balls. Fuck else we going to do?”

Doctor Desjardin’s voice. He was right behind her. How many times was he going to get the drop on her?

“Don’t turn around. Come quietly so those things aren’t disturbed. We’re going to help you. Get you out of here.”

“Help me? How many people in your crew? I need to know how many bullets I’m about to waste.”

“Please. We just want to help.”

“Then why is there a gun pointed at my head?” Vega asked.

“I don’t exactly trust you. You’re a loose cannon.”

“I can understand the loose part.”

“Let’s just do this quietly,” Desjardin said.

“That’s not my style, Doc. Besides, a slimeball like you wouldn’t shoot me. You’ve been looking at my skinny ass and salivating. Is one round with me part of your finder’s fee?”

Instead of letting him answer, she spun and grabbed his wrist, then twisted his arm around his back. He gasped, and the gun slipped from his fingers.

“How many out there?” she asked, hiding her face behind his head.

“What’re you talking about?”

“How many of your buddies are out there? I’m not asking again.

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