The Ophidian Horde_A Post-Apocalyptic EMP Survival Thriller by Ryan Schow

Author:Ryan Schow [Schow, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: River City Publishing
Published: 2018-01-17T22:00:00+00:00

She tucked the boys into hers and Jagger’s king sized bed and tried to think. After only a few minutes of contemplation, the silence was cut short by a few more hoots and some inebriated laughter.

“Stay here,” she told them both.

Lenna slinked into the hallway, made her way into the boys’ bedroom. Moving through the wreckage, keeping to the shadows, she snuck a quick look outside. The inferno on the street below was tapering down in its intensity, casting off just enough light to expose a shaggy looking kid not-so-innocently fiddling with another car, this one down the road a dozen feet from the SUV and the Maxima, near the other side of their home—Jagger’s and her office.

Son of a…

Rage became a bolt of terror that tore right through her. Someone was tinkering around on the car out front, a car that had been there since the bombing started. Was he trying to blow it up? Did he blow up the SUV, too?

Animosity and fury coursed through her. If the car the kid was fiddling with exploded, not only would it take out the other side of their home, it could weaken the whole structure and cause a collapse.

She needed a plan and quick!

God, that sounded so civilized. Jagger would tell her in times like these, survival of the fittest meant being bold and precise. She was about to go for her rifle when the derelict at the car below turned and waved at someone across the street, almost like he needed help.

There were two of them?

A small, equally shaggy-haired teen crossed the street to meet him. He was moving slow, like he was drunk, or stoned. Thinking of her boys, of her home, Lenna needed no more convincing.

Time to get moving.

She quietly hustled the boys out of bed, told them to pull the mattress halfway over them. As the three of them wrestled the mattress into place, Hagan wanted to know what she was doing, what was happening.

Unlike her youngest son, Hagan looked for the fight. He was like his father: full of gasoline and vinegar, angry enough at what this world had become he wanted to participate in the struggle to take it back.

“Just get under the bed and watch out for your brother.”

They did as they were told.

Looking at Hagan, she didn’t have the heart to tell him there was nothing left to take back. No enemy small enough to kill to make a difference. The poor thing…he’d became a man too quickly.

It happened when his girlfriend of two years was raped and beaten to death by survivors of the later stages of attacks. Hagan went looking for her when all this started. He found her dead, right next to her parents. She was stripped from the waist down, horribly abused, beaten to a pulp.

Anything sweet in Hagan died that day, and practically overnight his genial nature turned hard and calculating. She could really use Jagger right about now. He would know what to do better than her!

Then it became simple.

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