Dark Days of the After Special Edition | Prequel & Book 1 by Schow Ryan

Author:Schow, Ryan [Schow, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic | EMP | Survival
Publisher: River City Publishing
Published: 2020-03-21T22:00:00+00:00

Skylar did not expect to wake up. She didn’t think they expected that either. But when she did, she was alone. Feeling off, her head light like it was stuffed with paper, she belly crawled across the bed to the nightstand where a phone stood.

Lifting it off the cradle with her mouth, she heard the dial tone. She drew a deep breath, saw the antique buttons and let the tip of her nose do the dialing. She punched in the number in her head. It was an emergency number, an untraceable number she’d committed to memory in the event that she’d been compromised, or captured.

It rang through.

She was waiting for the beep, but she heard the door open instead. The beep sounded and frantically she said, “Peel back the nine’s, dammit!”

The punch to the side of the head stopped the conversation.

It stopped her completely.

When she woke again, she was in a gown. It was a stiff material, like you see in scrubs, but in the form of a utilitarian dress. She wasn’t even sure if she had underwear on.

“This was all we had,” Renshu said, smiling at her.

“You again.”

“Yes,” he said with kind eyes. “Me again.”

“I need a name.”

“Buck.”

“Not just any name,” he said.

“You want to know who I called,” she said. In his hand he had a pair of pliers. She was seated in the kind of arm chair you find in old diners, her right arm zip-tied to the chair. Skylar watched his eyes dip to her fingernails. They were chewed short for this reason alone. In that moment, she wondered if he could get an edge under her nail. Looking down, she knew he couldn’t. He’d have to slip a knife under there, pry up the fingernail, then get the pliers under it and pull. “I called Tristan.”

“The hacker?”

“Yes.”

He started laughing, and then he said, “Now we’re getting somewhere.”

“That’s as far as any of us get,” she said, still looking at her hand. It was out there not as an offering, but as a sacrifice. “A rerouted number and an email.”

“We know all about Tristan.”

“Then you know more than me,” she said.

“There are rumors,” he said.

“Yes.”

“Are they true?” he asked.

“I’m not sure what you’ve heard,” she said, “but the man has serious issues with fruit or vegetables that are shaped like a penis.”

“How unusual.”

“You guys are the sex freaks,” she said. “Some guy not liking dick-shaped fruit isn’t the same as having sex addictions. Besides, if there’s any truth to the rumors, if he does indeed send such abominations to his enemies, it’s his twisted idea of disrespect.”

“I understand that,” he said.

“So you will understand that he values his privacy, and he’s very good at what he does.”

“Which is what, exactly?”

“He gets information that doesn’t want to be gotten from places you and I barely even know exist,” she answered, knowing she wasn’t betraying Logan, and knowing he wouldn’t find Tristan.

“I’ve heard that. What exactly did he give you?” he asked, his eyes flicking to her nail again.

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