The McClane Apocalypse Book Nine by Kate Morris

The McClane Apocalypse Book Nine by Kate Morris

Author:Kate Morris
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, mystery, zombies, young adult, apocalyptic


Chapter Fifteen

Reagan

“I don’t get it,” Reagan says during breakfast, for which John had come to collect her and Grandpa from town. She is seated at their table in the dining room, and the tension is thick enough to cut with a knife. Her concern for the gelding is high. “How the hell did Storm get blood on him if he wasn’t attacked? This doesn’t make any damn sense.”

“Reagan,” Hannah reprimands quietly.

“I’m serious,” she reasserts, although nobody really needs her to say it. “What’s going on around here? Was it the highwaymen?”

Cory breaks in to say, “We looked all night. I only saw the one spot where the blood was in the pasture that would indicate something being killed at that site, the area we showed you guys this morning. Nothing else. No other kill spots. No drag marks, no clumps of fur or bone, nothing. All of the animals have been accounted for.”

He looks to Simon, who adds, “Yes, the animals are all alive. If it was a chicken or duck, there would be feathers, the coop would be restless. Nothing like that happened. Even the dogs were fine.”

“And Shadow,” Cory says about his dog, “wasn’t riled up. She was with me all night. I had her doing a perimeter check with me. When this happened, I was probably a mile beyond the west field and then back in the top of the horse barn when we came back. It doesn’t add up.”

“And we did a head count,” Simon continues. “Everyone’s fine. None of the family was outside at the time. Parker said all of his men are in the cabin. The two that were on patrol are back in their bunks.”

“The children are safe,” Hannah says. “That’s all that matters.”

“No, it’s not!” Reagan argues, her voice getting too loud for the confines of the dining room. “Sorry. Sorry, Hannie. I don’t mean to snap. I’m just freaking out. The guys said that the horse had a lot of blood on it. The spot Cory showed us had a pool of blood on the ground. No animal tissue. It was just blood, splatter, pooling, and a trail that goes cold. If it isn’t from the horse being injured, where did it come from?”

John takes her hand in his and gives it a gentle squeeze. “It’ll be ok, boss. We’ll figure this out.”

Cory breaks in again and says, “I tracked through the woods, too. I found fresh hoof prints from one of the horses, not on our normal paths. That was strange. It could be one of them got loose and got themselves back in, maybe got cut up on the barbed wire.”

Grandpa nods thoughtfully, “That’s happened before. They want out, achieve their goal, and decide the grass isn’t greener. They find a way back in, usually through the same hole they exited.”

Reagan agrees, “Yeah, I know. I’ve seen them jump the fence, get messed up, and come right back through the same way, messing themselves up even more. They aren’t too bright when it comes to fences sometimes.



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