The Wretched Series (Book 3): Wretched Retribution by Michaels E.G

Author:Michaels, E.G. [Michaels, E.G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | Dystopian
Published: 2019-09-24T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Foster and Randy finally caught a bit of good luck outside of the marina when they found a deserted truck complete with empty boat hitch. There was a dead man slumped over the steering wheel. The body held a revolver loosely in his right hand. There was a visible bite mark on his left forearm. Despite Randy’s reservations about searching the truck, they hit paydirt in the truck’s covered hatchback. Inside there were two empty canisters that Randy claimed were nautical rated. The two men grabbed them and headed back to Gregory’s home. About an hour later, Walker and Sams arrived. The former Rangers had brought back a truckload of scavenged supplies, including two brand new wheelable twelve-gallon nautical fuel tanks.

Foster, Randy, Sams, and Walker had taken turns showering while Gregory and Amanda prepared dinner for the group.

A freshly showered Foster had come downstairs and found a veritable feast of baked manicotti, broiled steaks, and baked spare ribs spread out on the table.

“Damn, I could learn to eat like this all the time,” Foster quipped.

“Don’t get too used to it,” Amanda replied. “This was the last of the food in Gregory’s freezer. Lauren said the boat’s freezer wouldn’t be big enough to store it. We figured it was better than leaving it behind.”

“Gotcha,” Foster said. “Can someone pass the mashed potatoes?”

Gregory offered the heaping bowl. As he transferred it into Foster’s waiting hands, he said, “I heard there was a problem with the marina.”

“Yeah, there was. The fuel and a good portion of the marina is controlled by the Disciples,” Foster said. “We had a bit of a run-in with them.”

“Is it bad?” Gregory asked.

“Well, I wouldn't call it good,” Foster said. “They gave us two days to decide if we're joining or getting out of town.”

“Which sounds like we need to be out of there in a day and a half tops,” Walker answered.

“My thoughts exactly,” Foster said. “Gregory, do you have that location where we'll get fuel?”

“Yeah. There's a neighborhood gas station that some of the locals like to use. It's not in Disciple territory.”

“Is it close?”

“About a mile away,” Gregory said. “It's in a part of town where a good number of people left when things started getting crazy around here.”

“That should work,” Foster said. “Randy and I’ll hit that tomorrow. I could use somebody else to go with us when we get the fuel.”

“I could go,” Lizzy said, “but I'm not sure how much help I'll be in lifting up full fuel canisters.”

Foster started to speak and caught Walker giving him the stink eye. It was obvious what the former Ranger thought about his wife joining Foster and Randy on the future scavenging mission. “Uh, let me think about it and get back to you.”

“I’d just like to get out of the house,” Lizzy said. “You know, do something to help out there, for a change.”

“There’s a lot of things we need to get done here, too,” Sams pointed out. “Staying here to fortify the place, reload ammo, and other critical tasks has been a big help for the entire group.

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