Stay Alive by Shupert Derek

Author:Shupert, Derek [Shupert, Derek]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Survival
Amazon: B08RXM25VJ
Goodreads: 56866166
Published: 2021-03-04T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

SCARFACE

I lost sight of Jackal and Charlie within the chaos and meld of men that took him from the store. The truck pulled away, but the other vehicle remained.

The armed men funneled down the aisles, searching for me. I glanced toward the rear of the shop. My eyes adjusted to the low light, allowing me to see a bit better. I spotted what looked to be an opening in the back of the store. A door, maybe.

A flashlight dangled from a hook attached to the pegboard of the shelf next to me. I ripped it from the hook, then dropped back behind a rack of clothing. I flung the flashlight across the store. It hit with a dense thud.

The armed militants paused, turned, then changed course, heading for the diversion.

I drifted back and worked my way through the dimness to the dark opening. My body weaved through the maze of displays and other items that cluttered the floor. My arm nudged a stack of boxes, knocking them over. They smashed and clattered down on top of each other.

“He’s heading toward the rear of the store,” a muffled voice said aloud.

The lights trained in my direction like lasers, cutting through the blackness with ease. I ran hard and fast, plowing through any items that stood in my way.

My feet tangled. I lost my balance and fell to the floor.

Their feet pounded the tile floor. I hurried to my feet and slipped through a narrow opening between two display cases that ran along the back wall. My hip caught the sharp corner of one of the cases. I stumbled behind the glass display and fell to the ground.

The inbound militants opened fire, hammering the back wall and glass case. Drywall tore apart. Glass shattered. Tiny shards of glass rained down on me. I covered my head.

The gunfire ebbed. I sat up, got to my feet, and returned fire. The militants scattered like roaches. My back hit the side of the doorframe.

I felt to the side with my free hand and pushed. The door moved, swinging inward. I slid through the doorway, emptying the magazine.

Shadowy silhouettes emerged through the darkness–lights trained in my direction. I pushed through the swinging door into the stock room of the shop. They opened fire once more.

I fumbled my way through the blinding darkness. Round after round punched through the door. The heavy footfalls stalking me through the shop closed in.

The light from the rifle washed over the emergency exit. I ran past empty boxes and other merchandise stocked in the backroom, heading for the only way out of the building.

The swinging door flung open, slamming against the wall. I stayed the course, running hard. Beams of light shone over both of my shoulders. The loud hammering of gunfire resumed.

I closed in on the door and pushed my way through it. I stumbled outside, bullets slipping past my head and shoulders. I slammed the door shut, then ran the length of the building in the direction of the jeep.

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