Verge of Extinction (Apex Predator Book 3) by Glyn Gardner Read Free Book Online Page A

it was also full of stopped cars. Jackson looked to SSgt Brown for guidance.  SSgt Brown simply shrugged his shoulders.
    The young trooper smiled, rising up to a crouch.  He indicated for Theresa to follow him and the others to stand fast.  Mike did not like sitting tight on the beach.  To him, it felt like every zombie for two miles could see them.  He unconsciously hugged the ground closer than he had.
    Jackson and Theresa slowed from a run to a crouching walk as they approached the long line of cars.  Jackson tried to control his breathing as he slowed.  He could hear Theresa was trying to do the same.  They were both failing.  He couldn’t hear anything but their breathing.  The duo stopped behind the closest vehicle.  It was a silver Chevy pickup truck.  The doors had been left open.  The dome light had long ago drained the battery.
    Jackson lowed himself to his belly and peered under the truck.  There were no feet anywhere close.  He breathed a sigh of relief.  He nodded to Theresa who in turn began waving the rest of the group on.
    SSgt Brown slapped Jackson on the calf as he slid in beside the prone trooper.  Jackson rose and began to slip around the truck.  SSgt Brown grabbed the trooper’s shirt as he passed by.  He pointed to the truck and its open door.  “Let’s move the truck,” the NCO whispered.
    Jackson climbed into the truck and tried to turn the wheel. Without power it would only turn about one quarter of a turn.  He climbed back out, shaking his head.  “We need to find one with a working battery,” he whispered to the older man.
    SSgt Brown pointed to Mike and Kerry.  “See if you can move that Toyota without starting it up.”  He indicated the car in front of the Chevy.  He instructed Jackson and Theresa to try the vehicle behind the truck.
    Jen rose up to help.  He grabbed her by her shirt tail.  “You stay here with me.”  Her look told him she didn’t understand.  “To me this is just a list with some names of things on it.  I need you safe until we find this stuff.”  She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped.
    The car behind the truck began to slowly roll to its left.  Jackson was forced to hit the brakes just before it made contact with the truck’s rear bumper.  SSgt Brown helped push the car backwards as Jackson jerked the wheel to the right.  After a few minutes the blue Mustang had been pushed 25 yards into the sand.
    Mike and Kerry were able to do the same with the car in front of the truck.  The truck followed the Toyota into the sand.  They moved to the next lane.  This lane was easier.  All three cars had working batteries and they were able to push them into the sand.
    Fifteen minutes later, they had cleared a path that ran north to south through the traffic jam.  They then set about finding a suitable vehicle.  One of the vehicles they had moved was a bright orange Jeep Rubicon with oversized tires.  SSgt Brown thought it would make a good scout vehicle.  It would do well over rough terrain, and it sat high enough to offer some protection and provide visibility.  He commandeered it for himself.
    Jen commandeered a large Ford F150.  It was black, and had four doors.  She had SSgt Brown and Jackson try to reach her as she lay in the bed of the truck.  Neither soldier’s hands came within two feet of her. She decided that would be a plus if they got surrounded by the undead.
    Jackson, Theresa, and SSgt Brown climbed into the Jeep.  The others climbed into the truck.  Kerry chose to ride in the truck bed.  She told them she needed to feel the wind on her face.  They didn’t argue.
    It did feel good to have the wind in her hair she thought.  For the past month it seemed like she’d been locked in a car, or a clinic, or…  A lump formed in her throat as she thought about a sporting goods store they had been trapped in during those first horrible days.  She shook her head.  No!  This is nice and I’m not going to