The Complete Lee West Post-Apocalyptic Box Set by West Lee

Author:West, Lee [West, Lee]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic
Published: 2020-02-15T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

Sergeant Fred Dale walked quickly into town, trying to mimic Father Mackey’s purposeful gait. Everything was calm on the outskirts of town and continued that way as he passed through the first few subdivisions. The occasional person waved to him and shouted a greeting. His confidence in the mission rose as he walked deeper into Evansville, allowing him to finally focus on the bigger picture: gathering intelligence. He started glancing around like he belonged here. Nothing more than a concerned holy man keeping an eye on his flock—and the creeps that claimed the town for their own.

So far, the police had absolutely no knowledge of where the New Order concentrated their activities in Evansville, and Father Mackey didn’t seem able to provide useful information. He clearly focused all of his energies on helping people, not watching the New Order. The turn onto Front Street stood just ahead of him. Once he cleared that corner, he’d be more than halfway there. Adrenaline coursed through him despite his efforts to calm himself.

“Paaadre! Yo, Padre! Where you off to in such a hurry?” shouted a raspy male voice.

Sergeant Dale knew the type of voice well. Permanently altered by heavy drug use.

“What’cha got in that little basket, Padre?” said another man.

“Yeah, we’s churchgoers too. How about you share some of what you got with us?” said the third man.

“Good morning, gentlemen. Sorry, but I don’t have any food to share with you today. I’m merely visiting the sick to hand out some blankets,” said Sergeant Dale.

“Blankets? In this heat? Come on, Padre. Who the fuck needs a blanket when it’s so damned hot?”

“Yeah, man, what do you really have in that little basket?”

“And why the fuck aren’t you all neat and shit?”

The men moved closer to Sergeant Dale, circling him like a pack of jackals moving in for the kill. He had enough training to know this would not end well unless he did something fast.

“Here, take a look,” he said, trying to sound confident.

One of the men stepped up and grabbed the basket from him. The other two peered inside and pulled the blanket off the top of the pile, exposing the sacrament box containing the radio.

“Nothing but an old scratchy blanket,” one of them said.

“What’s in the box? Pull it out. Could be some holy water or something. I could use a drink right about now.”

One of the men yanked the wooden box from the basket and clicked the lock, opening the contents for their inspection. The man pulled out all of the little bottles and crosses, throwing them to the ground.

“Is that necessary? Our Father is always watching. He’ll know if you’ve been disrespecting conduits to the faithful,” said Sergeant Dale, trying to scare them.

The man stopped momentarily and then looked him square in the eye. “I don’t believe in any of that shit, so you ain’t going to scare me with your God talk.”

Turning back to the box, the New Order man ripped the ritual cloth off the top of the radio and whistled loudly.

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