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reminded him of Leila K. He also had to explain to Linda who Leila K was. Poor Linda.
    ‘I have some help for you.’ She stood aside; behind her stood an old man and a young woman who looked as though she wouldn’t say boo to a goose.
    ‘Hello, welcome.’ The doctor ushered them away from the blood smeared floor. ‘I’m James Roberts, senior medical advisor at the unit.’
    The old man shook his hand. ‘Jeremiah Rosser, assistant to Doctor Gough.’
    Sharon was slightly embarrassed; she had never been addressed as doctor before.
    ‘A doctor; oh, this is marvellous news.’ James Robert’s spirits were instantly lifted at the welcome news. ‘What did you graduate in?’
    Before Sharon could answer and correct him, Emma Davis cut the conversation short. ‘We need you both to work on the injured. The Doyen is finding survivors hard to come by. If they haven’t been attacked and killed by the Infected, they have been killed by fellow survivors who have gone feral.
    ‘Feral!’ Doctor Robert laughed. ‘Or killed by the Doyen himself.’
    Emma Davis narrowed her eyes as she studied the Doctor. She wasn’t impressed with his outburst.
    ‘Saving our fellow man, and more importantly the future of this country, must be a priority.’ Jeremiah Rosser interjected.
    ‘That’s the remit.’ Davis looked Doctor Robert up and down. ‘Let’s go over to the trauma unit and see what we have. I need to get some figures back to the Doyen.’
    ‘Figures?’ Sharon Gough asked.
    ‘Make a decision on who to save. Who you think we can get back to full fitness.’ She followed the three through the door and into the corridor. ‘We need labour, and fast.’
    ‘And what of the others?’ Doctor Robert walked next to Davis.
    ‘Let them die.’ She said without emotion.
    ‘Die?’ Sharon Gough stopped and turned to the woman holding the gun. ‘We can’t do that, it’s not ethical.’
    Emma Davis looked her fellow woman in the eyes. ‘We have limited medical supplies. We save the adult men first, then the women. Any children or pensioners are surplus to requirements. Ethics are now gone.’
    ‘Now look here, Missy.’ Jeremiah Rosser stood close to Sharon, taking Davis’s eyes away from her. ‘We will have no part in that.’
    Davis raised her gun ever so slightly, just to remind everyone who was boss. ‘You will do as the Doyen asks.’ Through gritted teeth she added. ‘Or you will be surplus to requirements, old man.’
    ‘Come on now, let’s calm down.’ Doctor Robert knew it was pointless arguing with Leila K. She had bought into the whole crazy philosophy laid down by the self-proclaimed Doyen. ‘We will go and assess the injured. I’m sure we will be able to save most of them on the limited resources we still have.’
    Davis looked at the doctor. She didn’t like him, but for now he was useful.

Chapter Five
    It had taken Jake twenty minutes to work out how to lower the anchor, to stop the boat from drifting. Now he had done this he could get his trusty binoculars out, and see where exactly they were.
    He could make out the harbour wall with his naked eye, and he could see some buildings to the right. Over to the left it was hilly, and few bigger houses sat on the top, overlooking the sea.
    Focusing in on the buildings to the right, Jake could now see they were shops. A fish and chip shop, an ice-cream parlour and what looked like a fancy restaurant that sold overpriced shell fish to the holiday makers. He also read the town’s sign, which adorned every building. Ilfracombe.
    He lowered the lenses and wiped his eyes. He had made it across the estuary to North Devon; he breathed a sigh of relief and raised the binoculars for another glance.
    Bodies bobbed up and down in the harbour. So many of them he lost count at twenty seven, it was like a floating cemetery. In the distance he could hear the smashing of glass, and he could see a stool crash out onto the street. He panned back to the shops.
    Jake caught his