Generation Dead Book 2: What You Fear

Read Generation Dead Book 2: What You Fear for Free Online

Book: Read Generation Dead Book 2: What You Fear for Free Online
Authors: Joseph Talluto
they needed to be on alert, more so than they had been.
    “It was a deliberate infection.  Someone came and injected those poor people with the virus, trying to start a major outbreak up here,” I said, bracing for the response.
    I wasn’t disappointed.  Several gasps and many curses followed with a few questions being shouted, along with numerous threats.
    I held up my hands for quiet as Julia worked her way forward from the back of the restaurant where she was entertaining some of the children.
    “I don’t have answers for you.  I truly don’t , but someone is trying to unmake everything that we’ve done over the past twenty years, and they don’t seem to care how they go about it.  We have a lead, and we’re working on that, but for right now, you people need to be wary of strangers, keep your eyes open, and lock your doors at night.  It would probably be a good time to pull out the weapons and start practicing again.”  As I said this, several older heads in the room nodded, and I knew they would be just fine.  It was the younger ones I worried about.
    “There’s a bunch of turned folk down in the ditch, so someone will need to get them out.  You guys will be fine, just keep on your toes, and listen to your veterans ,” I said as I moved towards the door.  Julia was right behind me and I had a feeling she had questions.  Jake was at the door, but as I finished he slipped out.
    I was right behind him and Julia took my hand in hers.  I gave her a smile and she winked at me, making me feel a whole lot better after having spent the night chasing zombies and getting absolutely no sleep whatsoever.
    “What’s the next move, Jake?” I asked as my brother made his way back to the truck.
    “We need to get that syringe to the capital, and see if we can’t get a meeting with the president.”  Jake said.
    “What for?” Julia asked, beating me to the punch.
    Jake stopped and turned around.  “In case you hadn’t noticed, there are just three of us.  What if there’s a large outbreak that we can’t control? What then?  We can’t throw rocks at all of them.”
    It made sense, and we were very lucky so far in that we had been able to contain the infections we had come across so far.  But if that zombie party hadn’t fallen in that ditch, we’d probably still be fighting.
    “All right, let’s get it going then,” I said.  “But I’ll likely sleep on the way, so one of you drive.”
    Jake shook his head.  “I stopped sleeping a while ago, so I got this.”

     
    Chapter 8
     
     
    We reached the truck and I let Julia stretch out in the back while I made myself as comfortable as possible.  We only had a three-hour drive to the capital, so I needed to make the most of it.  Jake was silent as we drove, which helped, and Julia was out cold, so that helped even more.  As I drifted off in the morning sun, I couldn’t help but think briefly about why we were the ones chasing ghosts and not leaving it up to others. 
    The next thing I knew, I was being awakened by my brother opening the door I was sleeping against.  I grabbed the nearest thing to me to stop my fall.  Unfortunately, for Jake, that happened to be his collar, and I ended up yanking him down to the ground on top of me.
    “Oof!” 
    “Ouch! My neck, you stupid fool! Hey! Quit…” Jake’s verbal harangue ceased when my hand that was clutching his collar inched up and fastened itself on his neck.
    I tossed Jake off of me to see a grinning Julia standing there refreshed and lovely.
    “Little help?” I asked, holding up a hand. 
    “Of course, sweetie.”  Julia grabbed my hand and heaved me to my feet.  She was remarkably strong for her size, something easily forgotten until it was used against you. 
    Finally upright, we pulled Jake to his proper vertical position and I held up a warning hand to his angry stare.
    “You choose to open a door I was sleeping against.  Am I responsible for your actions?”  I asked,

Similar Books

Padre Salas

Enrique Laso

Truth

Aleatha Romig

Owned

Scott Hildreth

Show No Mercy

Bethany Walkers

The Durham Deception

Philip Gooden