Escape from the Damned (APEX Predator Book 2) by Glyn Gardner Read Free Book Online

on me one more time, and I will kill you and feed you to the zombies.”
    They both turned at the scream that came from behind them.  Shit, The Rabbit!
    “Stay here,” Leroy ordered.  He quickly crawled out of the hide they were in, and ran to rescue his breakfast.
    As he got closer, he could hear the moaning.  As he came around an exceptionally larger bush, he saw the runner on the ground.  There were four zombies advancing on him.  He was crawling backwards, trying to regain his feet.
    Leroy didn’t hesitate any longer.  He charged at the zombie closest to the runner, knocking it to the ground.  He turned on the second zombie, drawing his combat knife as he did.  He thrust it at the zombie’s face.  The zombie stumbled on The Rabbit’s backpack and managed to dodge the knife.
    Leroy’s momentum caused him to stumble over the zombie.  Both fell to the ground.  Leroy kicked and swung the big knife in a wide arc.  This would normally have worked during his days as a hand-to-hand combat instructor.  However, it was a dismal failure this time.  All he managed to do was slash the throat of the zombie that fell upon him with open maw.  The beast bit him in the arm.
    He screamed and kicked again.  This time his foot connected with the knee of another zombie, causing it to fall on him also.  He continued fighting and screaming for another few minutes.  In that time the runner died at the hands of more zombies.
    Joe heard the screaming stop.  Oh, shit!  What do I do now?  He thought about trying to go back to Valhalla.  No, if they took Leroy, he didn’t stand a chance.  He looked towards the vet clinic.  They didn’t know him.  He heard moaning behind him.  Fuck it!
    Pvt Williams didn’t hear the commotion in the woods.  All he saw was a scruffy looking guy in a leather jacket with a pistol in his hand break from cover.  He didn’t hesitate.  BANG!
    The young man dropped to his knees.  Then fell face first onto the blacktop, a pool of blood growing under his torso.  Williams began to scan for other threats, but none materialized.
    “We’re coming out!” SSgt Brown announced.  And the two cavalry troops trotted out of the woods.
     
    Valhalla
    “Yes it was a gunshot!” Lurch said emphatically.  “It sounded like an M-16.  It wasn’t one of those little baby pistol rounds.”
    “Shit,” Thor said angrily.
    He looked to the short blond guy they called Beau.  “Take Poncho Villa and a couple of others and find out what happened.  Don’t get into a fight, just find out what happened, and get back here.”
    The smaller man nodded, turned on his heels, and left the room.  He found Poncho Villa waiting outside the door.
    “Grab a couple of guys and meet me by the gate in five,” Beau ordered without slowing.
    He headed to his room.  If he was going over the fence, he was going to be well armed.  He pulled a black Kevlar vest over his black shirt, put on a police style pistol belt with a 9mm Glock pistol and large buck knife.
    He turned for the door, stopping as he reached it.  Marching back to his night stand, he grabbed the white peaked hat that had become his trademark here in Valhalla.  It’s called the kepi blanc, known the world over as the symbol of the French Foreign Legion.  The man his friends called Beau Geste’s chest swelled with pride as he placed that badge of honor onto his head.
    Beau had worked for Thor for several years now.  Thor had two types of employees.  Lurch, Poncho Villa, and Beau were what Thor called his skilled employees.  They were all ex-military.  All had combat experience.  The rest of the employees were what Thor called entry level.  They were the street level thugs who sold on the corners and fought each other for territory.
    Beau thought about the name he received upon arrival at Valhalla.  He let out a quiet chuckle.  The name came from a movie about an American in the French Foreign Legion.  The kid was a bit of a screw up and