Ambushed (Dark Reflections Volume 3) by Dean Murray

Author:Dean Murray
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Fir'shan Publishing
Published: 2014-08-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Adriana Paige

Marauder's Gas Station

Central Wyoming

It turned out that having all of my energy drained away didn't kill me. At least not that time. Taggart was still alive two days after the fight that had nearly gotten both of us killed, which was good, but I still wasn't sure that he was going to make it.

I spent my days up in the store trying to keep anyone from realizing that the actual owners of the gas station had been killed in the supernatural equivalent to a Wild West shootout. I took frequent breaks to check on Taggart, but mostly he just slept. Occasionally he woke up enough for me to help him down a thousand calories and a pint of fluid, but other than that I was by myself.

There wasn't much in the way of traffic past the gas station, which made it harder and harder to justify spending my time up there, so after the first full day I put up a new sign saying we'd reduced our hours and started spending more time down in the bunker.

The last thing I'd wanted to do was clean up a bunch of dead bodies, but once they had started rotting I hadn't had much of a choice. I'd spent three hours during my second full night dragging them all into one of the bunk rooms and locking them in there. I left the exterior door up for an hour or so after that and it had gone a long ways towards making the air breathable again.

I'd had to get inventive when it came to moving the bodies, so I put that same inventiveness to work that same night moving Taggart. I got a second slick tarp, since the first one was now good for nothing but being incinerated, and used it to drag Taggart to Paulo's master suite, after which I'd been too exhausted to do anything more than shower, change the sheets on Paulo's bed and then crash for the night.

I tried to contact Alec again that night, and I'd even stocked up on extra calories during the day, but I didn't have any more luck than I had the first night. I once again made some kind of connection, but it never got to the point where I could use it to pull him to me or me to him. I tried to sever the filament sooner this time, but it was still too elastic.

I slept in for an extra two hours, almost missing my shortened hours up at the store, and still felt like I'd been run over by a freight train. I actually had two whole customers stop for gas and munchies that second day, but other than that I just spent a lot of time worrying about Taggart and stressing over the fact that I hadn't been able to make contact with Alec yet.

I spent another two hours that evening cleaning. I didn't try to address all of the blood and fire damage, but I did clean up the couple short corridors between the master suite and the tunnel to the store.

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