Devoured (The Hunger, #1) by Jason Brant

Author:Jason Brant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: vampires, zombies, apocalypse, end of the world, post apocalyptic, dracula, living dead
Publisher: Jason Brant
Published: 2013-06-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Throbbing pain ran from the top of his skull to the yolk of his shoulders.

Lance groaned as his eyes fluttered open.

Racks ran up walls on either side of him. Bags of bread lay on the floor around his shoulders and arms. He was in the freezer.

His arms wouldn’t move.

Head pounding, Lance craned his neck, saw his arms tied to his torso.

Backpack gone.

“Son of a—”

“Welcome back,” Ralph said. He walked through the prep kitchen and stopped at the open door of the freezer, leaning against the frame. “How’s your head?”

“Hurts like hell.” Lance’s eyes swiveled around, investigating the freezer, hoping to spot his shotgun.

“Looking for this?” Ralph reached around the doorframe to the outside of the freezer and pulled the shotgun into Lance’s view. He held it by his waist, shaking it slightly, as if he were showing a treat to a dog.

“Why are you doing this?”

“You have things that we want.”

“If you’d asked—”

“Don’t bother, son. You wanted us out of here ASAP. I don’t blame you, of course, but that doesn’t jive with what we need.”

Lance closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “What are you going to do with me?”

“Haven’t decided that yet.” Ralph scratched his chin. “Tony wants to kill you. Mike’s a little squeamish about the idea, seeing as you aren’t infected.”

Tony hollered from the dining room, “Just kill ‘em and get it over with!”

“Why the hell would you kill me?” Lance tried to keep the panic from his voice. It didn’t work.

“That’s what I said.” Ralph shrugged his shoulders. “He seems to think that you’ll come after us. I don’t see how you’ll get out of the restaurant when we leave. Not like you have a gun or anything.”

“You want to leave me here, tied up and defenseless? And you were trying to convince me that you’re the good guys?”

“Good is a relative term nowadays, I’m ‘fraid.”

Lance struggled against the tape, getting nowhere. His hands tingled from blood loss because of the cinched bindings.

“Easy now, Lance. You aren’t getting out of those.”

The teen walked into view, drinking a beer from the fridge. “If we just leave him here, won’t he turn into one of those things after they get at him?”

“Boy, it ain’t even noon yet and you’re gonna be half in the bag. Put that goddamn beer down.” Ralph cocked an eyebrow as he turned back to Lance. “You do have a point though. If they don’t kill him, just bite him, we’ll have another one of those damned things coming after us.”

Mike put the beer down on the counter. “I think I’m changing my mind—Tony might be right. We should put him out of his misery.”

“See? Even the kid knows I’m right,” Tony shouted.

“Tony! Keep it down, for Christ’s sake! We broke the window out front, remember? Why don’t you just invite the whole city to come in here?” Ralph rolled his eyes. “See what I’m dealing with, Lance?”

“I feel so bad for you,” Lance said. “Why not just let me go? I’ll walk out of here right now.

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