Circle Z by Brandon L. Summers

Author:Brandon L. Summers [Summers, Brandon L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Less Than Three Press, LLC
Published: 2016-12-28T04:30:00+00:00

006

As they headed up the forest road, the car finally sputtered to a stop.

Dylan peered through the dark ahead. The cabin was faintly visible in the distance, only a few hundred feet away.

"I guess that's that," Lacey said.

"Hey. You got us most of the way there," Dylan teased, mock-reassuring as she put a hand on Lacey's shoulder.

Lacey smirked. "Ninety-nine percent is the top percentile."

"Fuck, I'd have to do extra credit just to get to sixty percent," Dylan said. "Come on!" She started to get out of the car.

"Yeah, before Uncle Lonnie shoots us!" Lacey said sarcastically.

They marched along the narrow dirt road, through the darkness, leaving the wrecked Continental behind them.

As they approached the modest cabin, the porch light came on. Its door opened, and Lonnie Dane stepped out.

He was a bold, bald senior in flannel and denim, his fierceness betraying his age and underlining his wisdom and experience. "Now who's out there?" he called, a hand over his eyes as he searched.

"Uncle Lonnie, it's me!" Lacey called. "And Dylan's with me."

"It's us!" Dylan cheered.

Dane gaped and grinned in delight. "Why, what are you kids doing out here so late? Come on over and give me a hug! Keeping me waiting!"

They stepped onto the porch, and Lacey hugged her uncle warmly.

Dylan stood behind her shyly. Lacey stepped away, and Dane held out his arms, giving her a nod that said, "You know you're getting a hug." She smirked and gave him as big a hug as she could. He towered over her, her head at his chest.

She pulled away. "We were afraid you were going to shoot us," she teased.

"Heavens no!" He looked at Lacey. "What tales have you been telling?"

"It's been a really bad night," Lacey said.

"Even when I was sheriff of Monroe County," he said to Dylan, "I never once, in forty years, carried a weapon, nor did I have a need for one, thank you."

"Don't you know what's going on, Mr. Dane?" Dylan asked. She was always polite around Lacey's uncle. She respected him, and respected Lacey, too. "There's zombies!"

"It's true, Uncle Lonnie," Lacey said. "There are these dead bodies and they're walking around and killing people."

"Zombies!" Dane exclaimed.

His eyebrow lifted, a sharp eye cast to the distance. "Come inside," he said, his tone serious. "Tell me all that's happened."

Dane hustled them into his cabin and made sure the door was doubly locked. Lacey hurried ahead and locked the kitchen door.

Dylan had never been here before and looked around admiringly at the cozy, inviting cabin. In an instant, she better understood Lacey's desire to have a nice home. Now, she wanted one, too, if it was like this.

Dane walked up to Lacey. "You girls aren't hurt at all, are you?"

"No," Lacey said. "Dylan is the toughest fighter."

"Yeah, and Lacey's commander and the leader," Dylan said, joining them. "So you believe us? Just like that?"

"Of course! You wouldn't make up something like that."

"But it's zombies, man!"

Dane chuckled as he went to the radio he kept in the corner and turned it on.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.