Killing the Dead Season 3 Box Set | Books 13-18 by Murray Richard

Killing the Dead Season 3 Box Set | Books 13-18 by Murray Richard

Author:Murray, Richard [Murray, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2020-08-20T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter 26

The crowds began to die down as the sun lifted itself above the horizon. Fires still burned and I directed more of the CDF troops to help and put them out. We’d lost people fighting the zombies and more of the civilians too.

It was only a rough estimate but initial reports put it around two hundred dead from the rioting and zombies. Likely that number would rise as the day wore on.

I pinched the bridge of my nose and squeezed my eyes shut. I was beyond tired and had a headache that felt like needles were being stabbed into my temples repeatedly. A morning spent counting the cost was enough for anyone and after a night without sleep, more than enough for me.

“Samuel is back.”

“Thanks,” I replied to Cass and looked over at the door.

The tall, rake thin, man walked in with his head high and a pleased smile on his face. He bowed low and I held back the sigh. It seemed there was no way to stop him from doing that.

“You have him?”

“And several of his accomplices, My Lady.”

That was some good news finally.

“Where was he?”

“We cornered him in the beer cellar of a pub. He had quite a stash of foodstuff down there with him. The family that had been living in the pub have been handed over to your CDF people.”

“And Wells?”

“Is being held at the sports centre.”

Which is where Samuel and his people lived. A handy way to ensure that the former first minister wasn’t going anywhere. At least until I decided it was time to deal with him.

“Thank you.”

“May I ask, My Lady…”

“We’ve not heard yet. As soon as we do, I will let you know.”

“Thank you.”

Another worry that I had been trying not to think about. Ryan and Gregg should have been in touch to let us know they were on their way to the airfield. I couldn’t help but think the worst.

My hand pressed against my stomach, an action that was becoming a habit for me of late, and I sent a silent prayer that we would hear from them soon and that they were safe.

“I’ll have to update the census with the names of the dead,” Shepherd said irritably. “If I can even identify them.”

“Do what you can.” I let out a sigh and stretched, pressing hands against my lower back. I was just a walking ball of tense muscles.

“What are you going to do with those idiots they arrested?”

“The same as we do with everyone else. They can fight the undead for us or they can rot in a cell.”

“And Wells?”

I looked at the minister through narrowed eyes and wondered at what she would prefer I do. Not that it mattered, I had already made up my mind.

“Death.”

“Are you going to do it yourself?”

There was a silent ‘again’ added on to that. I’d executed one former minister already after all, and that child molester that had been caught. It wasn’t unreasonable to think that I should do the same.

But, and there was always a but, I had to learn to delegate some things.



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