The Silent Victor by Jacqueline Druga

Author:Jacqueline Druga
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Horror
ISBN: 9781494892678
Publisher: GreatOne AS
Published: 2011-01-27T00:00:00+00:00

DAY SIX

Wednesday, June 3rd

Washington, DC

George gathered the last of the small amount of belongings he had

decided to take with him on his journey. He zippered up the green duffel bag and sat on his bed.

“Sir.” John Matoose opened the bedroom door. “I gave it one more

check. The signal is still there. So if you still want to go?”

“I do, and you don’t call me ‘sir,’ I’ll call you ‘John,’ you call me

‘George,’ is that good?”

“Yes,

George.”

“Do you have your gear all ready?”

“Yes, I do.” John still stood in the doorway.

“Good, good, come on in, John, have a seat. I’d like to have a word

with you.”

Nervously, John pulled up a chair next to the bed and sat down.

“What is it?”

“Are you sure you are wanting to join me? I mean, you don’t want to

search for your family anymore?”

John shook his head. “No. Both my folks are gone, so unless you

don’t want me to come, I’m with you. But if I might ask, what is our plan?

Are we just going to stop off at this town and move on, or what?”

“John, you were monitoring the satellites. You watched the signs of

life slowly disappear. Now what we have in Connecticut what we think is a

group of people, and these people are gonna try to go on with their lives.

That’s what I want to do, and if they’ll have us, we’ll work with them, and help them. I’m not the President anymore John, I am merely one of the very

few survivors. I want to join others.”

“Me, too, my stuff is outside the door. I have a car downstairs. So,

whenever you’re ready.”

“I’m ready,” George grabbed his duffel bag and began to leave the bedroom.

“Sir, the Garfield manual?”

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THE SILENT VICTOR – Druga-Marchetti

George went back to the bed and retrieved it. “This will come in

handy. This has a lot of vital information if they want it.”

“You’re not gonna come right out and tell them?”

“Nope, I’m not the President, and I don’t want these people thinking

I’m acting like one either.” George stopped and checked himself out at his

dressing mirror. He straightened his Buckeye State sweatshirt. “Oops, forgot one more thing.” He reached to the table and grabbed his green baseball cap and placed it on. “ My lucky hat, wore it on election day.”

“I remember.” John opened the door. “Shall we?”

“We shall.” George, carrying his own bags for the first time in a

while, followed John as he led him out of the White house.

Ashtonville, Connecticut

A dump truck was parked half full with bodies three doors up from

Ellen’s home. A second truck pulled up, squealing loudly right alongside the first one. Carl stepped out and immediately lifted his Vicks Vapor rub laced mask around his nose. For two hours they had been piling bodies, getting

them positioned to place them in the truck and take them to where they

would burn them.

Like an assembly line, Henry and Jonas tossed a body in the truck

and moved back to the pile. Behind them, Joe and Miguel hoisted one in.

Joe had to take a breather. With his forearm he wiped his sweaty

face.

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