The Last Infidels: A Post Apocalyptic Terrorism Thriller (Graham's Resolution Book 3) by A. R. Shaw

Author:A. R. Shaw [Shaw, A. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Apocalyptic Ventures
Published: 2015-02-28T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23 The Trip

McCann heard the engine before it even traversed their long driveway. They were all attuned to the minutest of sounds; even a deer entering the cabin’s clearing in moonlight, pulling at the dewy grass, registered in their subconscious, or the first busy bees of spring flying like overburdened dump trucks into the glass windowpanes. It was amazing to him, the sounds of nature that he’d never paid attention to before.

He’d thought about waking the others to say good-bye, but he didn’t want his departure to be a big deal. Not as he was going off into danger.

He padded into the living room with his gear held aloft. He stopped at the door and glanced at Macy’s bunk. He nodded his head at Sheriff as if telling the dog to be on watch over her now.

“Leaving without saying good-bye?” Graham said in the darkness of the living room, scaring the living daylights out of McCann. Graham had waited for him there, he realized.

“I don’t want a long, sappy farewell. I’ll be back in a few days,” McCann said.

Graham nodded hid understanding. While McCann put on his boots, Graham couldn’t help but give another warning. “You may see things, McCann, that will burn into your mind. Inhuman images you can’t rid yourself of. I want you to know life is worth living in any possible form. Don’t ever give it up.”

“I don’t plan on getting myself captured, Graham. I’ll be back in a few days.” The headlights of the Jeep flashed twice into the window, signaling McCann to hurry up.

“I’ve got to go,” he said.

“Take care, McCann.” Graham embraced the young man and slapped him on the back before opening the door for him to join the others.

As McCann walked toward the headlights, he had the bitter sense that guilt overtook Graham because he couldn’t make the trip himself. If something were to happen to him, Graham would be the man that needed to go on, not him. The fault would weigh on Graham’s soul, and for that reason alone McCann would make sure he came back in one piece.

He turned back after loading his pack into the back and waved.

With the lights shining past his form, blotting out all his features, Graham saw only his shadow outlined. He waved back.

McCann slid into his seat next to Sam. Dalton, in the driver’s seat, said, “Ready?” McCann nodded, and they backed out of the driveway and down the long, cold road. No one said a thing for miles. He stared out the window at a dark landscape of hope.

I will come back to them. I will return, he kept telling himself. I have to. They can’t do it without me. He continued to tell himself this as they rumbled on for miles over the gravelly, unkempt roads.

“You know, we ought to use some of this debris to make several blockades over roadways where they can’t easily get around,” Sam said.

“I have some experience in doing just that, in a faraway desert land,” Dalton said.

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