The Myriad Resistance by John D. Mimms

Author:John D. Mimms
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Open Road Integrated Media

CHAPTER 16

THE VOICE FROM THE GRAVE

“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?”

~Edgar Allan Poe

“I thought we were done with pickups?” Andrews said as anger flared in his red cheeks. “We’re barely going to have enough room as it is on the boats with the ones we have!”

Danny shrugged like it was no big deal and rage begin to bloom on Andrews’s face.

“Is there not another route?” I said, trying to break the tension.

Danny shook his head.

“No, not unless you want to go down a fifteen-mile logging road and it hasn’t been used in years … I doubt if it’s even passable.”

“We could take one of the SUV’s down it tomorrow and check it out,” Derek offered.

“We need all hands on deck to move the Impals. We can’t afford to get a vehicle out there and get it stuck!” Andrews spat, still glaring at Danny.

“That’s true,” Danny agreed. “We have some help coming. When it’s time to move all the Impals out, our two vehicles aren’t enough. Not to move them in one trip anyway.”

“Who’s coming to help?” I asked.

“Well, I would be a little more secretive and tell you that you will find out when they get here. This is too important not to plan ahead,” he said and then continued, “this is not to go past this room … understood?”

We all leaned in a little closer, as if our bodies would be able to contain the secret Danny was about to impart.

“Cecil, you remember …” Danny started then stopped abruptly when a voice boomed from the doorway.

“You boys aren’t scheming without me?” Burt said as he walked toward the table.

He was in pretty good shape for someone who had recently been shot. He just showered and wore a clean pair of jeans, hiking boots, and Harley-Davidson T-shirt. Aside from the white makeshift sling holding the arm, a person would have no idea of his recent brush with death.

“You look pretty damn good,” I remarked. “Dr. Acosta did a good job with you.”

“Sally has taken good care of me,” he said with a wink.

“The doc left this morning,” Danny said. “We’re only going to be here another couple of weeks. He returned to his practice before he raised suspicion. He’s not on the government shit list like we are.”

He smiled and motioned for Burt to sit. “Sorry, Burt. You should have been invited too. I thought you were out of commission,” Danny said reaching over and shaking Burt’s hand.

“So, what I think Danny is trying to say is don’t get sick, don’t break your leg, and don’t get shot, or you’re screwed,” Burt said.

Everybody laughed, even Andrews.

“Where’s Charlotte?” Andrews asked.

A black cloud descended over Danny’s face. “She is not feeling well,” he said. “She won’t be joining us on this. I’m sorry.”

All of us had the same question burning our tongue, yet Danny’s tone was clear. Questions were not welcome on the subject.

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