Storm Horizon_A novel of the zombie apocalypse by Brian Switzer

Author:Brian Switzer [Switzer, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Learned Pig Publishing Company
Published: 2018-04-14T22:00:00+00:00

Forty

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Two blocks from the school, Andro saw Danny hurrying down the street. He cursed in Spanish and floored the accelerator, throwing both he and Willa back in their seats.

Danny moved in a limping jog and looked at the pavement in front of him, paying no attention to the pack of creepers shuffling in pursuit. He looked up; a grin split his dirty, sweaty face, and he moved into the path of the oncoming truck.

Andro pulled to a stop beside him. Danny gave him a thumbs up and vaulted into the bed. He half fell, half sat down amid the tools and equipment and banged his hand on the wheel well. "Go, go, go!"

Cassandro made a rough and timorous three-point turn, mumbling under his breath through most of it. By the time he had the truck pointed the other way, the herd chasing Danny had caught up to it. They moaned and slapped at the side of the bed; one blood-encrusted hand got close enough to scratch against the passenger window. Willa squealed and leaned away and Andro cursed louder.

He got the truck going and the dead shrank as they slipped into the distance. He leaned toward Willa and tipped an imaginary cap. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I don’t drive too much.”

“No shit… I can see why,” she groused. “Do you want me to check on him?”

“No. I’ve got it.” He pushed a button on the dash; a small motor whirred and the back glass rolled down. After a minute Danny’s hands grasped the bottom of the window frame and he pulled himself up.

“Is there any water up there?” he called, yelling to make himself heard over the wind blowing through the cab. Willa was in the middle of extracting a cigarette from her pack; she set it aside and felt around the floorboard behind her until she found a water bottle. She handed it back to him with a timid smile.

Danny rapped on the sheet metal next to the window; Andro caught his eye in the rearview. “Pull over up here. I don’t want us to have to yell back and forth.”

Andro nodded and eased to a stop.

Danny pointed at the empty back seat. “We’re one short. Jobe didn’t make it?”

Andro filled him in on Jobe's attempt to abandon Danny to save themselves.

Danny tilted his head and gave him a crooked grin. "Let me make sure I understand. Jobe wanted to leave me behind, so as punishment… we're going to leave him behind." He snorted and then chuckled, his eyes wide. "Andro- come on, man."

Cassandro didn't meet his eyes, but didn't acquiesce, either.

Danny turned his gaze to Willa. "What you think we should do?"

Willa didn't miss a beat. "Go back and get him."

"There you go, you big Mexican son of a bitch. You're outvoted two to one."

Cassandro gave an exaggerated sigh. He shook his head and sat slump-shouldered as he dropped the truck into gear and turned back they came.

Four blocks up the street, Jobe jumped out from behind a parked car and ran toward the Ford.

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