Until the End of the World (Book 2): And After by Fleming Sarah Lyons

Until the End of the World (Book 2): And After by Fleming Sarah Lyons

Author:Fleming, Sarah Lyons [Fleming, Sarah Lyons]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Zombie Apocalypse
Published: 2014-05-13T04:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 45

Ana and I are in the weapons room of the barn looking for something interesting with which to kill zombies on our way to the lookout. Blades of all sizes and types hang on the walls above bins of spiky implements. The guns are mounted on a wooden frame that Dan built, and the ammo takes up two shelving units. It looks like a lot of ammo, but it’s all we have. Maybe one day we’ll be able to travel down to John’s old house and collect some of the ammo we left behind, if no one’s gotten to it yet.

Ana pulls a medieval axe-looking thing out of a bin. “How about this?”

“That looks like it weighs a ton. Who uses that, anyway? Conan the Barbarian? How about that sword?”

I point to a slim, razor-sharp sword. Ana pulls it from the sheath and slices the air, then grins and sets it by the door. I spot something on a corner shelf that looks like the love child of a pistol and crossbow. It has a slim, rectangular metal box that rises up from where you would normally string the bolt.

“Have you seen this before?” I ask.

“Nope.” She picks one up and makes laser gun noises. I stick my head into the radio room and ask John where they came from.

“Oh, we got those from Whitefield,” he says. “Will had the guys modify a pistol grip crossbow. This box is like a magazine. Holds ten bolts. I’ve been meaning to have you try them out. Why don’t you girls bring them with you? If you do any target practice, try to get the bolts back. There’s extra, but I don’t know when we’ll get more.”

He shows us how to cock the lever in the back to string the next bolt. The bolts are shorter than the average arrow, maybe six inches long, and have wicked-looking steel tips.

“Cool,” Ana says.

John goes back to the radio. We make our way to the vehicles and find Peter leaning against the ambulance, arms crossed.

“Hey,” Ana says. “What are you doing here?”

“Jamie and Liz already left for the lookout.”

“Why?” Ana asks with a frown. “It’s our time.”

He stares her down. I get the feeling we’re in trouble—it’s the same look he gave Bits when she used the f-word one day. “Because I asked them to.”

“And why did you do that?” Ana asks slowly.

“Because you’re doing stupid shit when you go out there, aren’t you? Nelly told me you’re killing Lexers, when all you’re supposed to do is check for pods and come back.”

Ana looks at me, eyes wide. I have a vague recollection of mentioning that to Nelly after too many beers. I make an I’m sorry face and step backward a few paces.

“Jesus, Ana,” Peter says. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

She sets her weapons down and stands with her feet apart, ready for battle. “What’s wrong with me is I want to keep everyone safe. You’re not my fucking father, Peter! You don’t get to tell me what to do.



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