Zombies! Episode 2 - Abby's Bad Day by Ivan Turner Read Free Book Online

said.
     
    "Oh, shut up, Heron. You can't arrest me for
anything. And after this, you won't even be a cop anymore. None of
you will."
     
    The two officers looked at each other,
considering her threat, but before the thought could settle in
their heads, Heron turned on her. " Hey! Don't threaten me
and don't you dare threaten these men, who understand what it means
to be a police officer." He grabbed her around the bicep, his right
hand easily encircling the whole thing. Dragging her off to the
side, he laid his cards on the table. "Nothing's going to change in
that room except that four more people might die. Somehow, they
managed to corral those zombies into one place and I don't think
they're smart enough to pull the door open."
     
    She gulped in air as she sensed his
frustration. It ate at her that she was intimidated by this man,
but it was a feeling she couldn't escape and fell into desperation.
"You don't understand. This is not an isolated event. If I can't
figure out how to stop this infection, it'll make the black plague
look like the common cold."
     
    They stood there silently after that, each
trying to make heads or tails of the other's motivations. Heron was
keenly aware of the seconds ticking by, seconds during which the
infected security guard was still loose in the building.
     
    "I have to go," he said to her. "Let Dr.
Mancina open the ER and I'll put you in charge."
     
    Her eyes flared. How dare he presume to hold
authority over her?! But the spiteful retort died in her throat. He
did have authority. He had an entire police force with sledge
hammers and chain saws. All she had was Dr, Mancina. Gulping,
unable to speak, she nodded.
     
    "Listen to me very carefully," Heron said as
he turned to Culph. "Only a bullet in the head is going to have any
effect. Any other shot puts a zombie closer to you and you closer
to being a zombie. If any of you get bitten then this ends
as badly as she says." He jabbed his thumb towards Luco.
     
    "I understand," Culph said.
     
    "Good. She's in charge, which means she tells
you how to go in and how to get those people out. No dead cops
today," he said firmly. "Not one."
     
    Culph nodded again and Heron ran off to deal
with the other situation.
     
    ***
     
    THE streets were cordoned off for two
blocks around the hospital. That almost blocked off Push
Ups , which was where Martin stopped first. It was busy and
Whitaker was beside himself. When he saw Martin, he saw an avenue
for him to vent his frustrations.
     
    "Where's Abby?" Martin said, cutting him
off.
     
    "She took a customer over to the hospital and
said she'd be right back. It's been over two hours, man."
     
    "Didn't you hear the bloody sirens?"
     
    "This is freakin' Brooklyn. All I ever hear
is sirens."
     
    Martin went behind the counter and began
changing channels and raising the volume. A few customers looked up
angrily at this disturbance. The screen filled with the scene of
police cars blocking the streets surrounding Sisters of
Charity . A helicopter camera showed the expansion of the police
perimeter. They could see that perimeter was two blocks and
absolutely no one was getting in.
     
    "There's no word yet on what exactly is going
on inside but there have been reports that both the police chief
and the mayor are on the way," the newscaster, a once pretty lady
in a suit that was cut for a much younger woman, was saying.
     
    "Holy crap," Whitaker mouthed.
     
    "Two blocks away and you have no idea, you
dimwit," Martin spat at him. But he wasn't really angry and
Whitaker. The past several months without a job and with Abby and
her family supporting him and his child had left him irritable to
say the least. He snapped at Abby and sometimes he snapped at
Sammy. He was cold to her parents who had never been anything but
supportive. He incessantly bugged her about going back to England
even though things were no better there. In fact, they'd probably
be a damned sight worse considering that neither of them