Invasion of the Dead (Book 5): Resolve by Baillie Owen

Author:Baillie, Owen [Baillie, Owen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2019-12-25T16:00:00+00:00

23

January 11, 2014

7:22 pm

Just outside Derwent Bridge, Tasmania

Two other vehicles were parked at the pumps in the fuel station as Darren turned off the minibus’s engine. The others were already climbing out. Charlie gave Tammy an ominous look as he followed them. Tammy was expecting the worst. But even if Shane took some of them with him, she would still have Darren and the minibus. Hopefully Charlie too. The three of them could make it to Port Arthur. Still, surely he wasn’t crazy enough to leave the group. There was always strength in numbers.

There were eight pumps in total and not an infected in sight. Again, like most of the fuel stations near a town of any size, it was owned by one of the multi-national oil companies and adorned in their green, white, and yellow colours with a large BP sign. The sliding glass doors had been opened and some people were stocking up on supplies inside the store. Others were checking their loads, filling their vehicles with water or putting air in their tyres.

A man with greying hair and jowls under his chin approached, leaving behind a station wagon with a trailer and a wire cage stuffed to capacity.

“Howdy.” The man wore long brown shorts, a plain polo shirt and a worn blue peaked cap.

“G’day,” Darren said.

The man looked at Tammy. “Aren’t you—”

“Yes. Well, I was, anyway.” She smiled. “Where are you headed?” She was hoping he’d say south to Port Arthur. Another person to reinforce their decision wouldn’t go astray.

“Northeast. To Mole Creek. You?”

She glanced at Darren. “We’re going to check out Port Arthur.” Shane had wandered closer to listen in on the conversation.

“Port Arthur? Haven’t heard of that one yet. That’s a good drive. We heard the military made a huge quarantine area at Mole Creek. They got tents and food and most importantly, big fences.”

“The north is where the virus came to Tasmania. I—”

“Not all of us think like that, mister.” Shane stepped forward. “I agree with you. Mole Creek is the place to go.”

The man looked uncomfortable. “Well, each to their own, I guess.” He glanced at Tammy. “Maybe Port Arthur is the hidden gem.”

“Nah, I don’t believe that for a second. This silly bitch,” he waved a hand at Tammy, “has brainwashed the group. Same as she did when she wasn’t a commoner.”

“Hey,” Darren pointed a finger at him. “Watch your goddamn mouth.”

Shane made a pained face. “Or what? You’re just a sheep, mate. Doing whatever she says. Looking for some post-apocalyptic action, are we?” The friendly man who had come over for some polite conversation stepped away. Darren leapt forward and made a long looping punch. Shane stepped sideways easily, and the fist missed its mark. “Siddown, you old git.”

With clenched teeth, Darren turned around awkwardly and fired another fist at Shane. The younger man caught it and pushed Darren away.

Charlie, who was much taller than either man, stepped in between the two, using his bulk to separate them. “That’s enough.”

“We’re stronger in numbers,” Tammy said.

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