Bounce: Impact Book 2: (A Post-Apocalyptic Survival Thriller Series) by E.E. Isherwood & Mike Kraus

Author:E.E. Isherwood & Mike Kraus [Isherwood, E.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Muonic Press Inc
Published: 2020-02-28T05:00:00+00:00

Land Between the Lakes, KY

There were four dirt bikes, but also four women who wanted to cross the bridge on the southern part of the lake. Ezra and Butch were given their own bikes, the two extra ladies choosing to ride behind their friends. It left two seats open, which he offered to anyone left in camp, but no one took him up on it. It made more sense when they slapped five-gallon fuel cans on the seats; they’d need them to cover the full distance to Murray. While he was shuffling his backpack and rifle over his shoulders, one of the men came up on the sly. “Don’t let anything happen to my wife, ya hear?”

Ezra stuck out his hand. “I’m Ezra. This is Butch. We’ll do everything in our power to keep all the women safe and get them home. I promise you.”

“I’m Scott. I don’t like armed strangers who come out of nowhere, but Colby and the ladies trust you, so I guess I’ll have to as well.” He stepped closer, though he didn’t shake with Ezra. “But you should know, I’ll never stop hunting you down if you hurt them with those rifles, instead of defending them like you promised.”

Butch held up his hands. “Whoa, dude, we aren’t going to hurt anyone. We have an easy ride to Murray. Colby said we could buy used motorcycles when we get there. We would be idiots to mess up such a good thing.”

Scott looked taken aback. “The world is full of idiots. I’m just making sure you ain’t two of them.”

“We aren’t,” Ezra assured him, still with his hand out.

Scott looked him up and down, then relented. After a brief handshake, the man went over to his lady friend sitting at the handlebars of another dirt bike.

“I guess I don’t blame them for being skeptical,” Butch said quietly.

“We’re doing them a favor. We can’t let them down.”

The procession started out of camp with all the Jeepers gathered to watch. Colby’s wife, Mary, sat in front of a second woman he didn’t know. Scott’s companion was a gal named Jean; she had a smaller lady on the back of her bike. Mary started out of camp first, with Jean close behind. Butch’s giant frame made the motorcycle look small, and his tires dug into the mud under the extra weight load. Ezra dropped back far enough to avoid all the mud coming off his rear tire.

They weaved in and out of downed trees for a couple of minutes until the path emerged alongside the engorged lake. Normally, the North-South trail was inland from Kentucky Lake, but the water was unnaturally high; it almost reached the muddy route.

Mary guided them through the fallen trees until they came to a clearing by the lake. He thought it was odd to stop so soon after leaving camp, but she seemed interested in what was out there. “Hold up!” she shouted, turning off her bike.

When he pulled up next to her, he shut off his rig and popped open his visor.

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