The Fall (Book 4): Genesis Game by Guess Joshua

Author:Guess, Joshua [Guess, Joshua]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2015-10-23T04:00:00+00:00

Eighteen

The next morning Kell's heart fell somewhat as he watched their guards refuel the vehicles from containers they removed from a locked storage building. The place had to be used on a regular basis, probably as a way station between abductions. That alone would have been enough to depress him—the thoughtful planning behind creating infrastructure to make kidnappings easier—but it wasn't the main reason.

He had hoped their trip might be nearly over, but the refueling crushed the thought flat. The economics of survival were simple but iron in that you didn't top off a vehicle with fuel if you weren't going to use most of it. It looked like a full day of driving, probably hundreds more miles.

Every mile meant less chance of getting home safely. Try as he might to get the nagging thought out of his head, it repeated in a ceaseless mantra.

They had been on the road for a few hours when the SUV braked suddenly, the seat belt across Kell's injured shoulder digging into him, pain lancing through him. He choked off a scream.

“You okay?” Mason asked from beside him. “Pop any stitches?”

Kell shook his head and felt the sudden sheen of sweat there move as he did. “No stitches left,” Kell croaked. “Just hurts. What's going on?”

The sound of doors opening caught their attention. Kell ducked his head to get a better look out the windows and saw four of the guards striding toward the front of the caravan with purpose. The angle wasn't the best for Kell, tall as he was, but with a little wiggling he managed to get a decent look.

It became clear immediately why they had stopped; there was a small herd of zombies in the road. In itself that wasn't surprising. Kell found himself wondering why it hadn't happened already. Maybe these men, whoever they were, kept a dedicated force of workers to clear roads and draw swarms away. Lots of survivors did, since it was the only way to ensure regular trade.

“No guns,” Kell said in a low voice.

Mason nodded without looking away. “I want to see this...”

The guards moved with confidence but with no trace of cockiness. Their motions were practiced and sure, but no less cautious than Kell or anyone back home would have been. The four men worked in unison, staying close enough to guard each other but with enough space between to use their weapons without hitting their friends.

Each wielded a piece of black metal about a foot and a half long, sharpened to a point at the business end. The weapons must have been kept in reserve where the prisoners couldn't see them, because Kell thought he'd have noticed miniature versions of his spear.

He saw the familiar movements of men using armored jackets to their advantage, striking zombies in the face with shielded knuckles or letting teeth gnash at thick material over forearms. Despite his own circumstances, Kell found himself feeling honest respect for the skill he saw as the guards let the zombies slowly push them back, drawing the swarm along while slowly thinning its numbers.

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