Hellspawn | Book 8 | Hellspawn Vengeance by Fleet Ricky

Author:Fleet, Ricky [Fleet, Ricky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Publisher: Optimus Maximus Publishing, LLC
Published: 2022-05-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 30

Minutes seemed to turn into hours as Sarah and the group stared at the barricade. Their efforts to stay hidden had been fruitless, as the weakly grasping fingers curling around the door could attest. Without the bulk and psychotic hatred of the cons, the zombies lacked the means to get past the blockade. All they could do was create an annoying clatter of wood on wood as the unhinged door endlessly rattled in the frame against the wardrobe. Given time, Sarah had no doubts it could drive someone mad.

She watched a hand that had fared well in the apocalypse, considering a bad case of death plagued the owner. The wedding ring shone brightly, totally clean, while the finger and hand was mouldy with decay. Two of the remaining acrylic nails pattered incessantly on the side of the wardrobe, the purple varnish nearly gone. Suddenly the fingers stiffened as something outside crunched wetly. Curling into claws in true death, they slid down the side of the door. The rest of the grasping appendages were torn free as their owners fell to the weapons of the saviours outside.

“Kurt?”

“It’s me, babe,” he said, voice tremulous with emotion.

“Thank god!” she choked out, wrestling with the four poster.

“Are you ok? The door’s shot to shit.”

“The Fowlers tried to get to us and failed. Richard took a bullet, but he’ll be ok,” she replied, tearing at the furniture.

The wardrobe scraped away, leaving the unsupported door to fall into the room with a crash. Kurt jumped over it, grabbing her in a bearhug that squeezed the breath from her lungs. He smothered her with kisses and she let him, wondering why he smelled of dog. All around the reunited couple, people celebrated. But at that moment Kurt heard and felt nothing except the woman in his arms. He breathed in her scent. He studied every curve in her face, every mole, every laughter line, every wrinkle, every smudge of dirt. He felt her back beneath his hands as they caressed her skin though the jumper. She was the most amazing thing he’d ever seen.

“I love you.”

“Of course you do,” she replied, giggling.

“Bitch,” he gasped.

“Love you more.”

Resting against each other, they savoured the moment until awareness of the others began to sink in. Kurt checked faces in a split second. “Where are the rest?”

“Christina’s down in the cells tending the wounded. Bob and Clive headed off on some kind of insane plan.”

“What plan?”

“He said to make sure we were secure. That he had something up his sleeve.”

Kurt shuffled around while maintaining their embrace to look at the zombies. It all made sense now! “They let them in! The crazy, reckless, bastard!”

“Crazy, reckless, genius, bastard,” Sarah corrected. “The zombies are the only reason we aren’t dead. They scared the Fowlers away before they could get to us.”

“Are Clarissa and Holly with Christina?”

Sarah pulled away, scowling. “I don’t think so. Are they not with you?”

“No.” Kurt was all business in an instant. “Sergeant, we need to get down to the cells and see if they’re with Christina.

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