The Apocalypse Crusade by Peter Meredith

Author:Peter Meredith [Meredith, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-02-10T00:00:00+00:00

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Thuy had not meant for the questioning of John Burke to feel like an interrogation. She had also meant for it to take place in private, instead twenty of the twenty-three people trapped on the fourth floor were arrayed around the man in a semicircle. Thuy ordered everyone to leave, however Milner pointed out that she no longer had any authority and that if she wasn’t fired the second Kip and Rothchild heard about the fiasco, he would quit.

“Why don’t you go call them while we take care of business here,” Deckard advised. His hard tone and his cold eyes left no room for misinterpretation: Milner would leave or Deckard would throw him out. Having already been punched, Milner made a quick getaway.

“Her, too,” Thuy said, pointing at Anna. Thuy knew she may not have authority over the others but there was no way she was going to let that traitor bitch stay. Anna left without making a scene, which was wise, since the other scientists were glaring at her harshly. “Riggs?” Thuy asked. “Do you mind keeping an eye on her? I don’t want to even think about what sort of mischief she might get into if she were left alone.”

“Is there something going on with her?” Stephanie Glowitz asked. She could barely keep herself propped up on Chuck’s shoulder. It had been a long, disappointing day for her—first being late, then finding out that there wasn’t a cure after all, and, lastly, the hard work of helping to fill up the stairwells with anything she could carry. She was coughing again and the ache in her chest felt like she had swallowed a nine-volt battery that had gotten lodged behind her sternum.

“Anna did all this,” one of the scientists declared.

“We should throw her down the stairs,” another demanded.

“Everyone quiet down,” Thuy snapped. “We aren’t going to throw anyone down the stairs. And if you wish to stay, you need to shut up. Now, so far, Mr. Burke you are the only one immune to the negative effects of the Com-cells and there has to be a reason why. I need to know everywhere you’ve been in the last two weeks, and everything you’ve eaten, everything you drank and everything you snorted or shot up or whatever.”

“Everthin’?”

“Start with yesterday,” Thuy said.

It lasted twenty-five minutes and not one of those minutes went by without someone asking a follow up question—Did you have any sauce with that? What did you take your pills with? When did you go to bed?

Thuy charted everything from what motels he had stayed in, to what cars he had driven. Just then it felt like a waste of time, but there was no knowing what the information would mean when more facts were in. In the middle of Burke’s questioning there came the sound of more gunshots from lower in the building. It was Heines and Brown in the break room; the mumbly bangs went on for close to a minute.

Milner came running in. “They’re shooting downstairs!”

“No shit,” Chuck drawled.

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