The Flying Eyes by J. Hunter Holly

Author:J. Hunter Holly
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: science fiction, invasion, alien, sci-fi, horror
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2014-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The deadline was two days gone; Wes was three days late; but still Linc waited. He stayed alone in the house, and waited. Logically, he knew it was useless, but there was nothing else to do. A nagging thought reminded him of what Wes had said—that if he was lost, he would at least be lost knowing that Linc was alive and able to try something else. He supposed he should be trying something else. But he hadn’t the heart.

The radio news reported the evacuation still going on. Stanley had worked out a new method, sending larger groups of people and using all the roads, paved and unpaved, to baffle the Eyes. With so many out at once, the Eyes couldn’t get them all. Some got through. Many didn’t, but following Collins’ rule of the loss of the few for the good of the many, Stanley went ahead with the evacuating-bombing plan.

Twice during the three days, there were footsteps in the driveway, and the back door rattled as someone tested it for entrance. Peering out, he saw a man one time, a woman and boy the next time, all of them dirty and disheveled. The man carried a shotgun, the boy had a crowbar. When the doorknob failed to turn, they prepared to break the lock, but in both cases Ichabod’s barking—such a deep bark for a small dog—sent them away.

At noon, the phone rang and he answered it fast. Iverson’s voice spewed out of the earpiece. “Where in the devil have you been, Hosier? I’ve been making excuses for you until I’m blue in the face. What do you and Wes think you’re doing, running out in the middle of the fight?”

“We haven’t run out,” Linc said.

“Then where have you been?” Iverson had barely asked it when he interrupted himself. “Well, never mind—there’s something big happening, and I want you and Wes here to cover it.”

“Wes isn’t with me.”

“Then find him and bring him. But make it in fifteen minutes, understand? This is urgent.”

Iverson hung up and Linc stood undecided. Then he dialed Kelly’s number and asked her to come, to take over the waiting while he was gone. He scribbled a note for Wes, in case he got back before Kelly arrived, and went out, locking the door behind him. Whatever Iverson wanted, he had to find out. He had sat by long enough. It was time he dove into work again.

When he went through the gate into the parking lot, a station wagon was waiting, its motor running, and Iverson waved at him to hurry. As he climbed in beside the driver, he glanced back to find Stanley and Collins in the rear.

“What’s this all about?” he asked, as the driver revved the car forward, in the direction of open country.

“We don’t know much about it ourselves,” Iverson said. “Stanley got a call from the National Guard post out by the hole, and—the people are coming out. Great crowds of them, coming up out of the hole.

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