The Badlands Trilogy (Novella 2): Vengeance in the Badlands by Jarrett Brian J

Author:Jarrett, Brian J. [Jarrett, Brian J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Elegy Publishing, LLC
Published: 2017-10-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

“They have a cache of weapons and ammunition, and I know where they keep it,” Calvin said. “If we can get ourselves out of these cages and make it there, we can give them one hell of a fireworks show.”

Dave looked upon the man he hated, the man he’d dreamed of killing for months now. The man who would murder children and leave their bodies to rot in the hot sun, all in the name of playing psychological games. The same man who’d casually slaughtered Dave’s wife and unborn baby, leaving her lifeless body along the side of the road like yesterday’s garbage.

Dave had never wanted to kill anyone so badly in his life.

“Are you paying attention, Porter?” Calvin asked, irritation obvious in his voice.

Dave huffed. “How’d you get caught, anyway? Big, bad Calvin Summerville. I thought you were building a new world order or some other such bullshit. You thought you were invincible, rounding up innocent people as your slaves.” Dave shook his head. “Now look at you. Trapped in a cage like a goddamn dog.”

Calvin stared at Dave with measured annoyance. “Are you finished?”

Dave grinned.

“They ambushed us, if you have to know,” Calvin said. “Gideon and his merry band of assholes.”

Dave nodded, observing Calvin. Oh, how the mighty had fallen. “So much for your new world order, eh?”

“Nothing’s changing that.”

“Sure looks changed to me,” Dave said. “Speaking of, where are all your faithful followers now? Where’s Rand? I thought he was your right-hand man. I don’t see him anywhere.”

Calvin glared at Dave. “Are you going to listen to the plan or not?”

“He’s dead,” a voice sounded from behind Calvin.

Calvin closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Shut up, Jeffrey.”

A man peeked out from the makeshift jail cell behind Calvin. He had a thin and wiry frame, with blonde hair equally as thin and wiry. He stood maybe five foot ten and weighed a hundred pounds soaking wet. Dave hadn’t even noticed him when they’d been brought in.

“They killed him,” Jeffrey continued. “Blew his goddamn brains out.”

“Shut the fuck up, Jeffrey,” Calvin muttered through gritted teeth. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll shut your trap right now.”

“Or what?” Jeffrey countered. “You ain’t doing shit.”

“Is that true?” Dave asked.

Calvin waved off the question. “Focus on the plan, Porter.”

“It is true, isn’t it?” Dave asked.

“The plan.”

“Answer the question.”

Calvin looked up at Dave. “Yes, they killed him. You happy now?”

“You seem just a little broken up about it. He was your second in command, I suppose.”

“Oh, he was more than that,” Jeffrey said. “A lot more.”

Calvin’s face went red. “Shut the fuck up, Jeffrey.”

“He and Rand, they was butt buddies,” Jeffrey continued, laughing. “They rode the Hershey highway together.”

“Shut up, Jeffrey!” Calvin yelled.

Dave folded his arms and leaned back. “I’ll be damned.”

“Jeffrey here doesn’t know how to keep his imagination or his mouth under control,” Calvin said. “Rand is dead, simple as that. It’s over. Move on.”

But Jeffrey wasn’t finished adding in his commentary. “All the other assholes who rolled in here with Calvin work for Gideon now.

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