The Yacht (Year of the Zombie Book 3) by Iain Rob Wright

Author:Iain Rob Wright [Wright, Iain Rob]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Infected Books
Published: 2016-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

Ross:

Sorry to hear the sample had cracked open by the time it got to you. Mr Sai’s team will be sending out a new one immediately. I’ve been told that the formula can cause allergic reactions in some people, so make sure you get it all cleaned up. Speak soon.

So Ross had received the sample. That must mean the deal had been signed. Good news, she supposed, but the excitement of running her own company had gone away as quickly as it had arrived. She didn’t care about business deals and farming. She was just kidding herself.

Starting to get upset, Emily stood up and brushed herself off. The Coast Guard would arrive any moment, and she needed to be in control of herself. Ross’s had been a messy death, and one that would arouse incredulity. If Emily were a mess, her story – the truth – would be less believable.

She left the pilothouse and went back out on deck. Alex was still missing after having left to return to his boat. She felt bad that he had got hurt, but glad that he had been there to save her. Ross would’ve killed her for sure.

The moon shone down on the yacht and made everything shimmer like it was plated in silver. Emily hadn’t even realized that night had fallen, but now that it had the summer breeze was a gusty chill. She still wore her swimsuit, so went and grabbed her long cardigan from a hook on the outside of the lounge cabin. Wrapping it around herself, she shivered.

Alex’s sailboat bobbed alongside the EMILY-DEVINE, the moon bouncing off its metal hooks and rivets. No sign of Alex though. He must be inside the wheelhouse, or down below in the living space. Ross still lay on the rear deck beneath a blanket. In near-darkness, he was nothing but a grey mound that could have been anything. She couldn’t kid herself about what lay under the blanket though.

She climbed down to the rear deck and took a moment to find her balance. Under the pull of the moon, the waves crested higher than they had during sun-up, and the constant wishy-washy sound unsettled her. She wanted to find Alex. It was difficult to trust herself under stress, so she would feel much better having somebody with her – to shake her if she started acting crazy.

Was she crazy?

At the edge of the deck, Emily grabbed a hold of the railing and stepped over. Alex had lashed the boats together tightly, so there was less than a foot-gap between the two hulls, but it was still nerve-wracking hopping between the two. When her feet came down on Alex’s deck, she stumbled and fell to her knees.

A buzzing sound came from somewhere. Emily looked around for it and saw that there was a waterproof radio attached to the main mast. It was tuned in to a station, but imperfectly – the voices interrupted by static and crackling. The reception improved when she got near and a clear BBC-English speaker came through loud and clear.

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