Flowers vs. Zombies (Book 3): Contagion by Briar Perrin

Author:Briar, Perrin [Briar, Perrin]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Zombies
Published: 2015-07-27T04:00:00+00:00

II

THE GUARD on duty wore a mask, goggles and plastic gloves. She took Liz’s boarding pass and passport, checked her details, and handed them back. Liz passed through the security doors.

She froze at what she saw.

A dozen cameras glared down at each line of passengers with an unblinking red light. The security officers wore the same ensemble as those outside. A dull yellow mist doused the area from the overhead sprinkler system.

An impersonal voice over the speaker system said: “If you have hot flushes, headache, dizziness, or the need to vomit, please notify an official immediately.”

“Fills you with confidence, doesn’t it?” a middle-aged woman beside Liz said.

Liz joined a security queue and shuffled forward. She kept her eyes down, sensing it was a mistake to appear confrontational. Liz glanced up at the cameras lined up along the walls. They moved forward and back on long whirring hydraulic arms.

One camera centred-in on Liz and followed her. The red light began to blink, dilating like a pupil. At a terminal up ahead a pair of security men peered at a monitor and then turned in Liz’s direction. One of the men broke away and headed toward her.

Liz looked around but couldn’t see any sign of Bill or the boys. She concentrated on the back of the leather jacket the man in front of her was wearing, her heart beating so hard she could feel it in her throat. The man in front had reached the conveyor belt and unshouldered his bag and jacket, placing them in the trays. He had coarse black hair pulled back into a ponytail.

The security man stepped through the metal detector.

“Boots, please,” the small security lady said to the ponytail man.

Ponytail removed his boots and placed them in a tray. The large security man stopped in front of him.

“Excuse me, sir,” the security man said. “Have you been to the Middle East recently?”

“No,” Ponytail said.

“Can I see your passport please, sir?” the security man said.

“What’s this all about?” Ponytail said.

“Your passport, please,” the security man said.

Ponytail handed his passport over.

“Have you experienced any flu-like symptoms?” the security man said as he flicked through the passport. “Nausea? Breathlessness? A cold sweat?”

“No,” Ponytail said.

The security man nodded, watching Ponytail intently. The other passengers looked at the floor, the conveyor belt, anywhere but the scene taking place in front of them.

“Excuse me, Madam,” the small security woman said to Liz. “Can you continue through, please?”

Liz removed her bag and put it into a tray, wary of the two large men.

“Can you come with me please, sir?” the security man said to Ponytail.

“What’s going on?” Ponytail said.

“Just a minor security check, sir,” the security man said.

“What about my things?” Ponytail said.

“They’ll be taken care of,” the security man said.

“But I’m going to miss my flight,” Ponytail said.

“This will only take a moment, sir,” the security man said.

The security man led Ponytail away.

Liz passed through the metal detector doorway and came to another security man on the other side.

“Open your mouth please,” the security man said.

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