Survivalist - 20 - Firestorm by Ahern Jerry

Author:Ahern, Jerry [Ahern, Jerry]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-five

It was late, but none of them at least admitted to feeling at all like sleeping and, after all, Sarah had called it a “pajama party” anyway.

Natalia was nearly dressed for it, down to her bra and a pair of Chinese silk tap pants. As she hung up die pale rose colored skirt she’d worn earlier, her eyes caught a glimpse of something else hanging in the back of the closet. Most of her things had been sent ahead of her and, tired after the long trip from Mid-Wake, she had wanted desperately to rest. Annie had asked if she-Natalia-would like her things unpacked and Natalia had agreed.

At the back of the closet hung one of the black jumpsuits Natalia wore almost like a combat uniform. She had several of them, of course, one or two stored here at the Retreat-at least two, come to think of k-and two more in the remaining two pieces of luggage not yet unpacked.

Did this one, the one hanging in the closet, belong to a different Natalia Anastasia Tiemerovna, she wondered, or did it still belong to her?

She finished hanging up her skirt and walked over to the smaller of the three suitcases, the open one. It was beside the bed and she dropped to her knees, moving aside her black bag, the one which doubled as large purse and small rucksack. Beneath the bag, exposed now, washer gunbelt, the two full-flap holsters bound together with it.

She unbound them, setting holsters and belt on the bed, still kneeling at the bed’s edge. The black leather gleamed dully, recently saddle-soaped and oiled, the holsters and die matching revolvers they held nearly lost when the helicopter had crashed and Annie had kept both she and Otto Hammerschmidt alive in the water until Jason Darkwood’s submarine had come for them.

Annie had cared for her guns and her holsters and her knife and the care showed, everything good as new despite the dousing.

Natalia took up the holsters and belt and, one at a time, opened the

bolsters’ flaps, then withdrew the revolvers carried within.

They were Smith and Wesson Model 686s, four-inch barreled adjustable sighted L-Frame .357 Magnums, customized by a man John had known-Ron Mahovsky-and bearing on the right barrel flats (the barrels ground flat on both sides, lightening them slighdy) American eagles, wings spread in challenge, eyes keen and alert. The guns had been given to her by the first and only president of U.S. II, the transitional government of the United Slates after the death of the president on the Night of the War and before the Great Conflagration, when the ionized atmosphere had caught fire and almost all life on earth was destroyed. His name had been Chambers.

He had told her he wanted to give her a medal, for her role in aiding in the evacuation of peninsula Florida before and during the great earthquake which had caused the peninsula to separate from the panhandle and fall into die sea. But he had told her

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