Solaris Mortem: The New Patriots by Henrichsen Rusty

Author:Henrichsen, Rusty [Henrichsen, Rusty]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: lypse, Apocalyptic & Post-Apocalyptic, Dystopian
Publisher: Cabin Creek Press, LLC
Published: 2016-05-29T04:00:00+00:00

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Austin ran to work.

“Terry,” Austin said, trying to catch his breath. “I need to talk to you.”

“Sure. What’s up? And you’re late. Where’ve you been?”

Austin fidgeted and played with his short beard. “Well, the thing is…I kind of…just need to get something off my chest…. And where I’ve been—well, it’s all related.”

“I’m listening….” Austin’s stammering and stalling were beginning to get on Terry’s nerves. “Austin—spit it out already. I’ve got work to do. You’ve got work to do.”

“I…I’ve been helping Rick.”

“What?” Terry wasn’t sure what Austin meant by that, but he was sure it didn’t sound good. “What do you mean you’ve been helping Rick?”

The phrase, helping Rick, perked Vince’s ears and he was on it. “What the fuck did I just hear?”

Now, Austin was really squirming. “It’s not what you think, I mean, he forced me to.”

“Forced you to what?” Vince barked back.

“To tell him stuff. To keep tabs on you guys…on the Anti-Movement. He said—”

Vince cut him off with a square punch to the jaw, then another to the gut. Austin lay on the ground struggling for breath.

“I oughta fucking kill you for this, Austin!”

Terry held Vince back, not that he actually could without Vince’s cooperation. Austin crawled to his hands and knees.

“Now, hold on, Vince. Let’s just hear him out,” Terry said. “See if it’s really as bad as it sounds….” Terry hoped it wasn’t, but braced himself for the worst. “Okay, Austin. Tell me everything. You okay? Can you talk?”

Austin nodded his head and wiped away the blood from his lip. “If I didn’t cooperate, he woulda killed me, man! What was I supposed to do?”

Vince lurched at him, and Austin flinched heavily. Vince probably outweighed Austin by a factor of two.

“What’s done is done, and we’ll get to the why later,” Terry said, “but what exactly has been done?”

“I’ve been reporting back to Rick after meetings, okay? I didn’t have a choice.”

“And, what have you told him?” Terry asked.

Austin looked down at the pavement, now spotted with his blood. “Everything. I…told him….everything.”

This was too much for Vince’s fragile sense of restraint, and he kicked Austin’s side, sending him rolling off the sidewalk and into the street. “We’re dead because of you, you piece of shit!”

Terry pulled Vince aside, with strained effort. “Stop, man, please. We need to talk him…get to the bottom of this. We can’t do that if you keep hitting him. Okay? Why don’t you go wait in the truck? I’ll be right there.”

“Fine,” Vince said, “but that fucker walks home. I swear to God, if he gets in the truck, I’ll break his face.”

“Fine. He can walk. Agreed.”

Vince shot Austin one more deadly look then skulked off to the truck.

Terry helped Austin up, “Here, take a seat on the curb. Sit down.”

“Thanks,” Austin managed.

“So, you put us in a real bad way here.” Terry stopped and waited for Austin’s response. He didn’t get one. Austin just looked down at his hands, picking the gravel out. “Okay, so what happened? I

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