pushed against my chin and her
vile breath nauseated me. It wouldn’t be long now. I waited for the
pain of the bite, but instead, I felt the weight of her body
disappear. Cowboy picked the attacking zombie up and threw her a few
feet down the aisle. He stood looking bewildered and asked, “Are
you going to lie there all day, or are you going to get up and give
me a hand?”
The zombie was back on
her feet now and charging toward us. I yanked the SOG tomahawk out of
my belt loop and tossed it up to Cowboy, “I forgot to give this
back to you,” I said as it flew through the air.
In one swift motion,
Cowboy caught the tomahawk and swung it, striking her on the bridge
of her nose. She fell dead between us with the tomahawk protruding
from her face.
Cowboy bent over and
yanked the SOG out of the zombie’s face, black ooze dripped from
the cutting edge, “Thanks, hoss. I forgot I had given that to you.
Are you okay? That looked too close for comfort. Did she bite you?”
I ran my hands across
my chin, shoulder, and chest, “I think I’m okay. I don’t feel
anything,” I lifted my head, “do you see anything on my neck?”
Cowboy did a quick once over, “Nope, it looks like she didn’t
even leave a scratch, you lucky son of a bitch.”
Cowboy was right; I was
lucky. How many times could a person almost die in one day? I wasn’t
sure the answer, but I was damn sure I would not let it happen again.
It was time to get out of Plattsburgh.
Cowboy grabbed the last
cart and took off running, “Let’s get the hell out of here.”
Chapter 10
Destiny and Bunker
prepared to head off in search of the national guardswoman’s weapon
while Daniels gave the plan to his partner.
“Coop, you’re on
guard. You watch Kaden and Cecilia while we go find the guns. If
we’re not back in a few hours, it’s safe for you to assume, we’re
dead, and you guys are on your own.”
Cecilia pulled a ribbon
from her hair and gave it to Daniels, “It’s for good luck,” she
said.
Daniels admired the
pink ribbon for a second and placed it in his shirt pocket, “Thank
you, Cecilia. We’re gonna need all the luck we can get.”
“You know you don’t
have to call me Cecilia all the time, you can call me Ceci. It’s
pronounced, See-See. It’s what the rest of my family calls me.”
Daniels smiled and
looked back at Coop, “Okay, you keep an eye on Kaden and Ceci,”
he said, giving her a wink, “we’ll be back in as soon as
possible.”
“You can count on me,
Corp.”
Daniels moved over to
the door and peered through the fist hole, “Okay, it looks clear.
Cooper you get the desk back on this door as soon as we leave. Which
way are we going, Destiny?”
“Move over and let me
take a look there, baby,” Destiny said as she pushed Daniels aside.
“We need to hang a
right and head toward Mr. Sutherland’s office. While we’re there,
I’ll grab my purse.”
Bunker squinted his
eyes at the hooker, “Listen, Destiny. I’m not risking my life so
you can grab your make-up bag.”
“Oh, honey. Don’t
be such a drag. It’s on the way, and besides I cried all my mascara
off. I must look like one of them uptown girls on coke.”
“We’re going to get
weapons. We are not stopping for a purse.” Daniels reiterated.
“Someone didn’t get
their morning coffee,” Destiny remarked, “well Mr. Grouchy,
you’re gonna want to take a right, and then a quick left.”
Daniels peered out
through the hole in the door. When he was sure it was clear, he
opened it making another quick scan of the hallway.
They traveled down the
long corridor, making the right and then a left per Destiny’s
instructions. It brought them to the end of a long hall that came to
a T.
“Right or left up
here, Destiny?” Daniels asked.
“Destiny? What the
hell,” Daniels said spinning around looking behind him, “she’s
gone. Where the hell did she go, Bunker?”
Bunker spun around in a
circle looking, “I don’t know, she was back