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the flash drive to do it with.
                  “Look Al, I gotta get home.  Tim might try to call soon with more information and I need to be there.”
                  “Yeah, it’s getting late.  We need to get an early start.”
                  “I’ll see you in the morning.”  As I was headed out the door I asked Al, “How much time do you think we have?”
                  “Two days, maybe as many as five.  Not any longer than that.  Once it starts, this country is gonna fall fast.”
                  Al was right.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Interlude
                  At the same time Al was showing Steve his underground bunker, the FAA was making their decision to ground international flights.   The state department had made the decision to recall all international diplomats.  These were the only people that were going to be allowed back in the U.S.  There were two flights out of Japan and eleven out of Western Europe.  The rest of the world had already been over run by the dead.  Embassies in other parts of the world had already been lost or were cut off from rescue efforts by hordes of the dead.
                  Of the thirteen flights, seven had infected passengers.  Two went down over the Atlantic.  Five landed without incident.  From these airports the epidemic spread.
                  The FAA was one day late.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 10
                  When I got home that night I called Gina.  She was at work already.  From what she told me I was on the shit list.  I told her that I really didn’t care and was going to take a weeks vacation.  The way she was talking I could tell she hadn’t bought my story.  I was worried about what was going to happen when the outbreak started here.  I’d just have to wait and let it play out.  No matter what happened I was going to make sure she was okay.  We said our goodnights and I went to bed.
                  The sat phone rang around three o’clock in the morning.
                  “Hi Dad.  How are things there?”
                  I gave him a quick run down of the preparations I’d made and told  him about my new friend Al.
                  “That’s good.  You’ll need all the help you can get to survive this and Al sounds like he‘d be an asset.  They moved our unit to Virginia.  I’m at Fort A.P. Hill   We’re securing the airfield and different areas of the base.  They’re going to move everyone out of the Pentagon and bring them here.
                  “Have you heard anything else?”
                  “Yeah, did you hear the FAA has grounded all international flights?”
                  “No, I’ve been pretty busy.  I haven’t watched any television at all.”
                  “Well, they were too late.  From what I’ve heard, there were several incidents.  I’m not positive but it sounds like some of the flights came back with infected on board.” 
                  “That’s just great.”
                  “I’m surprised it didn’t  happen sooner.  Two flights didn’t make it back.  They crashed into the Atlantic.  And from what else I’ve heard, the Air Force may have shot one of them down.”
                  “Now we’re killing our own citizens?”
                  “Hey, they were probably all dead by then anyway.  I heard only the co-pilot was left and he’d been bit.  I don’t have long to talk so let me tell you what I know.”
                  “Alright, go ahead.”
                  “The government captured some of these zombies and did some research on them.  When they first change, they’re pretty slow.  The