Trust Burned: a gripping romantic YA Disaster Dystopian (Deadly Earth Book 2) by L.B. Carter

Trust Burned: a gripping romantic YA Disaster Dystopian (Deadly Earth Book 2) by L.B. Carter

Author:L.B. Carter [Carter, L.B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-09T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

Whether this truck was faster than the team could’ve moved without it was questionable. Forget the fuel that Henley had MacGyvered with the help of some of the Juarez’s stocks of corn ears, several precious bottles of drinking water that they tried to recapture during the evaporation processes, which had been hurried along with the aid of a few small cornstalk fires since the sun had long set, dotted around the open dirt area in front of the house to avoid catching the neighboring fields aflame.

Diesel engines could run on vegetable oil, and it seemed to be puttering on decently with corn oil, heated with the little electric furnace she’d slapped together with destroyed drone parts in the trunk of the truck and funneled into the tank from there.

Her mentor would not give her points for its fabrication, but everyone in the crew was simply grateful for the idea. Jen had very much enjoyed helping by knocking another drone out of the sky with a bat while the others assisted Henley.

Henley was more worried the truck would fall apart with the next bump, the suspension worn down, leaving them stranded more in the middle of nowhere than they were before. At least they had left behind the dirt track. Still, even the slightest divot in the white cement road sent her airborne.

Likely, she would have been abandoned, flying out of the truck bed as soon as they had departed, if Buster hadn’t placed a hand across her waist like a seatbelt, his fingers gripping the rusted rim tightly. She wasn’t sure if he was worried about her safety, didn’t want to lose what he had spent so much effort extracting from BSTU, or if he was simply holding on to better secure his own seat against the truck cab. It was additionally considerable that he might actually be nervous about their status.

Facing backward as they were, without hindrance of a roof, they would easily notice the drones approaching if more tailed them. The third was either toast at the hand of Jen’s baseball-professional-worthy swings by now, still searching the crop fields, or simply hadn’t caught up to them yet. The rumbling start of their truck they had thought would entice a chase, but nothing followed, and they’d departed merely watching Reed and Jen, bat in hand, and the old house shrinking into the distance like a weird version of that depressing painting of the farmer and his wife. Though Henley could no longer hear anything but the roar of their old, decrepit corn-powered transport, the skies were clear to the eye.

Her blinks were getting longer and longer. She hadn’t slept at all since her nap on that boat, and tiredness was dragging her heavily like a physical weight. She’d pulled all-nighters before to get projects done in time for deadlines. None of them had involved so much exercise. Their newly defined group had only been on the move for a few hours at least.

She was leery to close her eyes—unless Ace could cover the watch.



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