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this early stage, though it would help if we knew where this came from, what family it's in. Right now we have scientists working blindly and any information could trim weeks off the initial work.”
    “ When we have the information, you'll be the first to know,” the President allowed. He then covered his face with his long brown hands and rubbed his eyes. “Alright...alright, as of now I am declaring martial law. General Chaky, I am putting you in charge of enforcing the quarantine for all the red zones. It has to be air tight, until we can set up safe zones in the rear to move people into.”
    “ That won't be enough,” Eric said. “Those orange areas can't be ignored. They have to be policed as well and the people in them can't be allowed to leave either until it is known for an absolute certainty that they are clean. That means the airports and the harbours and the roads, all have to be shut down completely.”
    “ See that it happens,” the President said. The general did not wait for further orders and led his group of uniformed personnel out of the room.
    The Secretary of Health and Human Services stood and said, “We have to create and distribute vaccines to three-hundred and thirty million people, before it's too late. I'm going to need every scientist from every university in America brought down to the CDC in Atlanta.”
    Eric sat down as the various cabinet members asked questions and made points, mostly concerning aspects under their purview. What escaped his notice, not until much later was that the Secretaries of Agriculture and Transportation were for the most part silent.
    Unfortunately theirs were political positions, and each were usually concerned with renewable energies or climate solutions, or minority rights or the like.
    All of which was fine under normal circumstances but the real issue facing America just then—besides a growing horde of zombies—was how they were going to feed three-hundred and thirty million people, none of who were allowed to travel legally, and those two men were utterly clueless.

Chapter 8
Ram
Los Angeles, California
     
    Ram snuck a look around the edge of the building and gave a thumbs up to the two men behind him. The alley, a dirty stretch of weeds and trash behind the running warehouse was clear.
    “ Let's go,” he whispered, taking point with gun drawn. Shelton moved to his left and the Fed, in truth they were all feds now, went to the right, each moving with all the stealth they could. Their target was a ratty mobile home that sat on a little square of a lot just past the warehouse and Ram prayed to God that it wasn't booby trapped like the last one had been. There'd be no calling in a bomb squad, since as far as he knew everyone in the L.A. bomb squad was either dead or bitten.
    Overnight, Los Angeles had officially gone from a clear zone to a red zone, though Ram had known for four days it was red. Ever since they had interrogated the Iranian, it was known who they were after and what was happening. Sadly they hadn't been believed…until now that it was too late.
    The terrorists were veteran killers and had taken out the bomb squad by the simplest method possible. They had put out a dummy bomb in an obvious location and had then set more bombs all around, and these were far more cleverly hid, and worse was the fact that the virus was an added element.
    The terrorist's aim was to cause as many injuries as possible, knowing what havoc would be caused when the men began to turn. This was their modus operandi all over the city. Their bombs were placed where people gathered: shopping centers, movie theaters, even the police stations, and all the bombs were shrapnel bombs filled with nails, and needles, and roofing tacks, and of course, the virus.
    Ram could honestly say that L .A. had turned. The zombies were everywhere, though nowhere were they worse than at the hospitals. With the blood and the wounds and the death, hospitals were the natural breeding