Black Virus (Black Rust Book 1) by Bobby Adair

Black Virus (Black Rust Book 1) by Bobby Adair

Author:Bobby Adair [Adair, Bobby]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Publisher: Beezle Media, LLC
Published: 2016-07-20T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 10

We ran across the roof of the house next to Jim’s and then crossed another ladder bridge to another roof. That’s when the familiar smell of a backyard barbecue blew past us on the breeze. It wasn’t mesquite wood slowly roasting beef, but was the smell of lighter fluid burning off as it started a fire.

Looking toward Darlene’s house, I saw a brilliant sheet of orange flames through the intervening trees. The back wall of her house was engulfed.

Stopping for a breather, Jim pointed at Darlene’s house. “That’s a shame. Those degenerates aren’t going to have any trouble lighting up that old wooden clapboard on all of these old houses.”

I looked at the flames and shook my head. “I don’t understand.” I glanced at both Jim and Addy. “My dad, he—” I pointed at my head, “he got the virus nearly two years ago. He’s degenerated. He couldn’t start a fire if I showed him how.”

“Speculation in the news is that the rioters aren’t that far gone,” said Jim. “They think it’s the ones who are still halfway smart that stir up the rest of them and get ‘em going. They’re the ones who start the fires. Troublemakers.”

“I smell lighter fluid,” said Addy.

“No telling how far this will go.” Jim grimaced. “We need to get away from here.”

Looking at the trees growing up between this house and the next one in line, I saw yet another ladder crossing the gap. “How far can we go before we have to go down to street level?”

“Down to the end of the block,” said Jim. “Six more houses.”

“Is that far enough?” It was a stupid question. None of us knew how far the rioters were spread out, but they sounded like they were down there, too.

Jim said, “We can’t know how many houses they’re going to burn.”

“Do you have a getaway plan?” I asked.

Jim nodded once and then shook his head. He cast a long, worried look down the street in the direction we were heading. His face showed the depth of his worry. He had a daughter to protect and apparently no good way to do it.



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