Run (Nola Zombies Book 1) by Gillian Zane Read Free Book Online

the Mississippi river, they were a little tricky to navigate though. Some were unstable and some even had sharp, rusted pieces of rebar sticking out from them. We pulled the dinghy ashore, trying to avoid the metal stakes and pushed it into the brush so it couldn’t be spotted unless you were right on top of it.  

    “This’ll work.” I nodded, noting there was a wooden stake in the ground with a pink plastic strip at the end so I could remember the location.  

    “All right, let’s try to go as silent as we can from this point. I don’t know what we’ll find when we get to the shipyard. It’s the weekend, so hopefully it will be relatively empty of living or dead.”  

    When we entered the service area of the yard, it did seem Blake was right, no one was home. There were a few trucks parked by the main building, but there was no activity. We came in fast and hard and headed for the front door. When Blake tried to open it, the latch stuck, it was locked. He broke the window with my ax and we didn’t think twice as we let ourselves in. This was a new world where a bit of B&E was survival not stealing.

    There was no one inside, living or dead. It looked like there had been, but they had left in a rush. Papers were strewn about and cabinets were left open.  

    We located the key cabinet quickly and Blake grabbed three sets, all labeled with a big tag that had a 3 digit number on it. I assumed the trucks would have the corresponding numbers on them.  

    I couldn’t believe our luck was still holding strong, no one inside to deal with and the keys easily located. I should have known something was bound to happen to us. Apocalypse life couldn’t be this easy.

    Blake stepped out of the front door first and I knew something was wrong immediately. He made a strangled sound and I rushed out the door, I didn’t think about my own safety. There was one of those things on him, its jaws were snapping at his face.   He was pushing the snarling creature away from him, trying to keep his flesh away from the creature’s teeth but at any moment he could slip and the zombie would have a chance to bite.

    I couldn’t get a good shot. I would have to try and use the ax, but I was afraid I would hit Blake. The creature looked like it had been one of the employees. It wore coveralls with some kind of logo over the heart. It was a mess of blood and mud, it’s flesh ripped open in parts. The zombie looked the worse for wear, parts of its face were ripped away and its teeth were exposed from torn lips as if it had its face chewed on. It was horrendous. I couldn’t imagine having that thing close to my face as it was to Blake’s.

    Blake finally managed to push it enough to make the fucker stumble back. This was the opportunity I was looking for. Aiming for the head, I swung the ax and jammed the thing right in the middle of its cranium. It split open with a sickening thump and blood exploded onto my jeans and shirt. Shit, these were my favorite .  

    It was a lot of work getting the ax out of the thing’s head. It was stuck in there nice and tight, I had to put my foot on its chest to pull it out and it just kind of squished out with a very disturbing slurp.  

    I frowned at the ax and my now soiled jeans and tee. Damn, I didn’t know if I could take more of this crap.  

    “Well, that was fun.” Gotta keep things light, positive thinking leads to positive living.   I’m screwed.

    “Yeah, a blast. Thanks for that.” His light tone matched my own. We were both screwed.

    “Oh that was nothing. Do it all the time.” I grimaced, knowing I would repeat this little scenario in my dreams later. Maybe I could talk Blake into a repeat of last night to wear my ass out and have me sleeping like a baby. No dreams.

    “You were magnificent.” He took my hand and ran that wonderful thumb over my knuckles, creating a happy tingle. “Now c’mon, let’s get the fuck out of here. I want to be back on that boat. I’m