The Hungry 5: All Hell Breaks Loose (The Sheriff Penny Miller Series) by Booth Steven & Shannon Harry

The Hungry 5: All Hell Breaks Loose (The Sheriff Penny Miller Series) by Booth Steven & Shannon Harry

Author:Booth, Steven & Shannon, Harry [Booth, Steven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Genius Book Publishing
Published: 2014-02-27T06:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“Have they ever figured out how to get in here?” whispered Miller. She loaded the .30-06 efficiently as she spoke. Scratch had already armed the others, except for Charlie, who still held the fire axe. Miller figured Shirley was planning on trying to beat zombies to death with her six string, because she didn’t reach for a weapon.

“Yeah,” Charlie said with his eyes elsewhere, sort of like a guilty child. “A couple of times. They must smell something good in here. There’s never been this many.”

“Charlie, you self-centered prick.” Miller scowled, but kept her voice down. “You thought they’d give you an edge. When this is all over, remind me to shoot you right in the pecker for holding out on us.”

“You already tried that once today, darlin’.” Charlie moved and took a position by the right side of the front door. “What the hell makes you think your aim would be any better next time?”

Miller stepped forward. She had a visceral urge to aim the rifle and dispatch Charlie right then and there for putting her people in mortal danger, but knew she’d need both the ammo and his experienced backup for what was to come. Of course he’d known far more than he’d been letting on. She couldn’t help but spit out sotto voce string of invective. “You arrogant, two-timing, goat fucking, lying little scrotum sack of rat droppings…”

Before Miller could find another appropriate insult, Scratch took her by the shoulders and steered her away. “All right, everybody. We got us a situation here, and now is not the time for a pissing contest. Penny, focus those pretty eyes. Zombies. Are. Outside! Now, what’s next?”

Miller hung the rifle over the crook of her arm. “Ask Sheriff Robinson, why don’t you? This is his turf. He’s been hiding here for months.”

Scratch glowered at Charlie. “Yeah, this asshole was setting us all up, getting us all buzzed and sleepy. He probably planned to slip away once things hit the fan.”

“There it is,” Miller said. “With our weapons, of course.”

“I’m shocked and hurt that you would think of me that way,” he feigned.

Rat racked a round. “Well, now he’s trapped in here with us. If there’s another way out he’s going to have to let us all in on it. So I say let’s make him figure out our next move.”

Uhh-hunnhh!

The doorknob rattled and shook.

Miller could smell them now. The intruders carried the foul reek of unburied flesh. She could also sense that these new zombies weren’t quite like anything she’d run into before, though she couldn’t have said why. There were several out in the hallway now. Her overactive imagination pictured them scratching feverishly at the wood panels with filthy, broken nails; shoving against each other out of blind, rapacious hunger and with that dark and mindless rage. She could feel their frustration building. The virus had tuned her to their frequency.

Uhnnn-huuuh!

Charlie took a safer position behind the big sofa. As if taking their cue from Charlie, the others all gathered around him, settled in, and got ready to fire at the door.



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