Death Has Fallen: Freedom Rock Chronicles: Book 1 by Kris Beus Read Free Book Online Page A

had a very nice machete.  It cut the pants very cleanly making them the perfect height.  I asked her to come try them on and hold them up.  She put the pants up holding them to her waist.  I went to the cord I untied from Amanda and cut a piece around four feet long.  I walked over the woman lacing the cord through the belt loops and tying a bow so she would be able to untie and take them off when needed.  Another problem arose when I looked at her bare feet.  There would be no way she could come along without some type of foot protection.
                  “They didn’t happen to save your shoes did they?” I looked at her with pessimism knowing the answer.
                  She looked down at her feet shaking her head letting me know they burned everything that would have made it possible for her to escape.  I put my foot up against hers and was disappointed in seeing her feet were extremely small.  This meant the men’s shoes would not fit.  I walked over to each of them then looked at Amanda asking “Any ideas?”
                  Looking at me then the two dead men then back at me she said “We have the materials to make some shoes.”
                  She stood up walking over to the dead man lying on the log missing half his face.  She reached down pulling the hiking boots from his feet.  I looked through the box where they had put all their clothes and other resources they didn’t need for immediate use.  Looking through I found a normal pair of white socks and handed them to the woman asking “What’s your name?”.
                  She looked into my eyes somewhat frightened at the personal question, but answering “Jaime… Jaime Miles.”
                  As she said her name there was a declaration of humanity.  Even though these two men had taken away any individuality she may have had she could rebuild.  Smiling I said “Jaime huh, nice to meet you my name is Jake.  Jake Olsen.”
                  She put the socks on.  Amanda was busy over at the makeshift table.  As I went through the different boxes I found one full of canned food and a can opener.  Looking at Jaime and Amanda I asked “You guys hungry?” They both turned smiling and shook their heads.  Jaime adding “Extremely.”
                  I found a can of ham and beans, then a couple cans of green beans and one of mixed vegetables.  Their fire was out, but not wanting cold corn like I had the previous night I began grabbing the wood to rebuild it.  There was plenty of dry wood and pine needles surrounding us which made making the fire much easier.  This time I was able to get the fire going quickly having some experience from earlier.  As the fire grew I grabbed the pots they had brought to cook food.  Looking into them I thought to myself “Well these two may have been nasty individuals, but at least they kept their dishes clean.”
                  I poured all the vegetables into one pot and the pork and beans into another.  The food cooked slowly.  While waiting for the food to heat I walked over to the man lying on the log and pulled him into the brush.  I came back doing the same to the other one.  Walking back over to the log I rolled it over covering the spot covered in blood.  Walking back to the fire pit I noticed the food had begun to boil.  Reaching down I burnt myself on the metal handle.  Both girls looked at me and began giggling causing myself to laugh a bit.  I grabbed a shirt out of the clothing box and brought the pots over to the log. 
                  Before we began eating I asked Jaime how long it has been since she ate.  She sat staring as if contemplating the question.  “They let me eat two bites of raviolis four days ago”.  Even though I was prepared for her answer seeing that she was very malnourished I sat stunned and angry.