His Name Was Zach (Book 2): Her Name Was Abby by Martuneac Peter

Author:Martuneac, Peter [Martuneac, Peter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2020-03-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

The next day, DAS agents swarmed into District 2. Conducting raids on homes and businesses and harassing citizens on the streets, they sought any information they could find on who had ambushed the convoy. But Hector played things close to the vest, and the only people in the entire city who knew about the ambush were the ones who had actually done it, and they would not incriminate themselves, of course. The DAS agents knew this, and in truth they did not expect to catch whoever did it. No, this show of force was about making a point.

And the point was made abundantly clear in the diner where Abby worked. Several of the customers were clubbed with rifles, including one of the employees. Abby watched it all with a knot in her stomach, part of her wanting to draw her concealed pistol and kill the agents, but another part knowing the futility of resistance at the moment. So she stayed still and silent, hoping to be invisible.

Unfortunately for Abby, a pretty face like hers rarely went unnoticed, even when covered in sweat and smelling of cooking grease. One of the agents approached her with a licentious smile.

“What do we have here?” he asked. “What’s a gorgeous thing like you doing at a place like this?”

“Just trying to make a living,” Abby muttered, refusing to meet the agent’s gaze.

“Come out back with me for a few minutes, I’ll help you earn a real good living,” said the man.

Abby was saved from the corner into which she’d been boxed by the other agents as they began to taunt their comrade. “A few minutes? Being generous to yourself, Tommy?” one of the agents said.

“I heard the last girl gave his money back, said charging an hour’s worth for eighteen seconds of action wasn’t fair,” said another.

“That’s true, your mom always did have a good sense of fairness,” the agent named Tommy said, replying to the last jibe. The agents all laughed, and this exchange seemed to them a good time to leave as they all filed out of the front door, the bell jingling to announce their departure.

“Fuckin’ pricks,” Abby said, slapping the towel from her shoulder onto the counter. She left her station to check on the people who’d been hurt. A lot of bruises and lacerations, but it seemed that the injuries were all superficial.

The bell above the door jingled again. Abby looked up and to her relief saw Hiamovi.

“Hey, you alright?” he asked, kissing Abby.

“I’m fine,” she replied.

“You sure? I was looking through the window, saw one of those assholes talk to you.”

Abby smiled and kissed Hiamovi. “I’m fine, I promise.”

That was a lie. The wicked smile worn by the agent that had talked to her, and the way he had eyed her, brought too many memories to mind, memories of people and places she’d rather forget. But kissing Hiamovi forced the demons to retreat back to the darkness of her subconscious.

“Okay,” Hiamovi replied with a smile. “What do you say you come over tonight? I’ll make you dinner and we can watch a movie or something.

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