The Wanderer and the New West by Adam Bender

Author:Adam Bender
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Adam Bender
Published: 2017-12-29T17:50:25+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

The Hero Never Dies, Right?

As the first pink rays of dawn warmed the summit, Lindsay peeked out of her tent and surveyed the campground. It was Kid Hunter’s turn to watch the camp, but nature had called and he’d gone off to pee. Rosa’s tent was still, while the Wanderer snoozed by the cold campfire with his Stetson dipped over his eyes.

The young thief who called herself Lin-Z emerged with a full backpack and a semiautomatic pistol. She pulled a gray hood over her bright red hair and made her way down the trail that led back down the hill.

Night had yet to entirely give up its hold. Occasional dots and lines of morning rays high up in the trees looked like strange apparitions jumping from one branch to another. At first, Lin-Z walked like a native, stepping softly around the needles and cones so as not to make a noise. But as she created more distance with the camp, she stepped more boldly, even taking pleasure in the noise she made with each skip and hop.

She was close. She had to be. Jimmy had clearly come through this way. He was as slow as a snail, so he couldn’t be far ahead. She’d been tracking him for the whole journey while pretending to lead the way to Founders Spring. Well, it wasn’t a total lie. She had brought the Wanderer and the others in the right direction, at least, and they could certainly find the rest of the way on their own. To be honest, she could have ditched them a while ago, but she’d needed to get her gun back. She had thought she’d have to steal it back, but last night’s furry visitor had lent a helping paw and a convenient excuse.

Lin-Z grinned at the thought of the bear. She was glad she hadn’t had to shoot the cute little guy. Okay, big guy. Whatever.

She did feel a little bit bad about not getting to say good-bye to Kid Hunter. He was actually kind of funny. The memory of him hightailing it out of the campsite made her giggle. He meant well anyway. She guessed they all did. Even the reporter lady who took her gun.

She snapped to attention at the sound of a moan and quick inhalation of breath. Instinctively, she dodged behind a tree. There was someone sleeping nearby. Realizing it could be Jimmy, she left her hiding spot to get a better look. Peering through brambles, Lin-Z found an extinguished campfire of black twigs and ash. There was a man sleeping with a scoped Montag rifle lying to his side. She could only see his back, but he was wearing a dirty white NFL jacket. Jimmy never took off that coat. Smiling mischievously, Lin-Z grabbed a stick from the forest floor and edged forward. With a small giggle, she poked him in the back. Jimmy flopped over to face her — and she saw it wasn’t Jimmy at all. She noticed a black hole in the chest of the familiar coat, and a streak of dried blood.

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