Read Online Grid Attack (Cyber War #2) by Emerson Hawk - Free Book Online
Authors: Emerson Hawk
Tags: post-apocalyptic fiction
Ads: Link
deaths were pushing me past my limits.
I understood more than ever why the boys that served in our military had PTSD trying to deal with death and violence.
I knew this was nothing like living in war, but it was enough for me. I had already had enough, and it gave me a new respect for those that helped to protect our country.
I pulled around to the back of the house and backed into the driveway. Turning off the engine, I listened carefully to see if I could hear anything moving around.
All I could hear was the clicking of the engine cooling down.
Reaching over, I patted Tony’s arm.
“Stay here until I know it’s safe. They won’t be expecting us so I don’t want anyone else to get shot.” I said.
Carl and Evan were still sitting in the back of the truck.
“You guys stay here and let me evaluate the situation.” I said.
They both nodded as they got out of the truck and went up to talk to Tony, as I am sure they both wanted to give their versions of what happened while he was taking a blacktop nap.
I went up the stairs to the main floor deck. The house was three levels but you couldn’t tell that from the front.
From the back, there was the basement door, but you couldn’t see anything from there. I had asked them to put in a peephole years before but they thought I was being overly protective.
After all, it was a small town and not much happened there. It was one of those places that people left the keys in their car when they went into the store and didn’t think about anyone driving off with their car.
I lightly tapped on the glass patio door. I put my hand over my head to shade the glass so I could see inside. I didn’t see any movement, so I tried the handle. Locked.
I hesitated to call out because I didn’t want the whole neighborhood to know we were there. I tapped a little louder on the glass and waited, putting my ear to the glass to see if I could hear anything. It was silent. Almost too quiet.
“Maybe they’re in the basement. I know they had a little heating system set up for emergencies. Maybe they were living down there.” I said to myself.
I went back down to the basement door and carefully opened the screen. I knocked with one of those knocks that you’d do if you were expected. Knock, knock…pause…knock, knock, knock.
I stood back away from the door as I finally heard some movement behind it.
Holding my breath, I had my hand on my pistol just in case it was someone other than them.
“Who is it?” I heard a voice say.
“Mom, it’s me, Katherine.” I said.
There was a bunch of rustling and what sounded like furniture being moved. The door flew open and my mother came running out and into my arms.
I hugged her so tight and she hugged me back, both of us bursting into tears at the sight of each other.
She reached up and kissed all over my face.
“Oh, dear God, thank you for bringing my baby home!” she praised.
I looked over at all the guys and they all had to try to act like they didn’t have tears in their eyes. I felt bad that they had not been reunited with their own families.
Maybe we could find a way to get them home.
Someday.
Chapter 16 - Anthony
I slowly made my way out of the truck and went over to Kat’s mom, Carol and step-dad, Albert. They looked pretty good considering they were seniors and looked as though they hadn’t lost much weight, which was a good sign.
Katherine’s mom was a hard core prepper. She had been storing food for years and had always told Kat that she was storing extra for us if we ever needed to come down.
Kat knew that, but always felt like it was important to store our own food. She didn’t want to rely on her mother to take care of all of it for us.
We hadn’t stored the kind of foods that
I understood more than ever why the boys that served in our military had PTSD trying to deal with death and violence.
I knew this was nothing like living in war, but it was enough for me. I had already had enough, and it gave me a new respect for those that helped to protect our country.
I pulled around to the back of the house and backed into the driveway. Turning off the engine, I listened carefully to see if I could hear anything moving around.
All I could hear was the clicking of the engine cooling down.
Reaching over, I patted Tony’s arm.
“Stay here until I know it’s safe. They won’t be expecting us so I don’t want anyone else to get shot.” I said.
Carl and Evan were still sitting in the back of the truck.
“You guys stay here and let me evaluate the situation.” I said.
They both nodded as they got out of the truck and went up to talk to Tony, as I am sure they both wanted to give their versions of what happened while he was taking a blacktop nap.
I went up the stairs to the main floor deck. The house was three levels but you couldn’t tell that from the front.
From the back, there was the basement door, but you couldn’t see anything from there. I had asked them to put in a peephole years before but they thought I was being overly protective.
After all, it was a small town and not much happened there. It was one of those places that people left the keys in their car when they went into the store and didn’t think about anyone driving off with their car.
I lightly tapped on the glass patio door. I put my hand over my head to shade the glass so I could see inside. I didn’t see any movement, so I tried the handle. Locked.
I hesitated to call out because I didn’t want the whole neighborhood to know we were there. I tapped a little louder on the glass and waited, putting my ear to the glass to see if I could hear anything. It was silent. Almost too quiet.
“Maybe they’re in the basement. I know they had a little heating system set up for emergencies. Maybe they were living down there.” I said to myself.
I went back down to the basement door and carefully opened the screen. I knocked with one of those knocks that you’d do if you were expected. Knock, knock…pause…knock, knock, knock.
I stood back away from the door as I finally heard some movement behind it.
Holding my breath, I had my hand on my pistol just in case it was someone other than them.
“Who is it?” I heard a voice say.
“Mom, it’s me, Katherine.” I said.
There was a bunch of rustling and what sounded like furniture being moved. The door flew open and my mother came running out and into my arms.
I hugged her so tight and she hugged me back, both of us bursting into tears at the sight of each other.
She reached up and kissed all over my face.
“Oh, dear God, thank you for bringing my baby home!” she praised.
I looked over at all the guys and they all had to try to act like they didn’t have tears in their eyes. I felt bad that they had not been reunited with their own families.
Maybe we could find a way to get them home.
Someday.
Chapter 16 - Anthony
I slowly made my way out of the truck and went over to Kat’s mom, Carol and step-dad, Albert. They looked pretty good considering they were seniors and looked as though they hadn’t lost much weight, which was a good sign.
Katherine’s mom was a hard core prepper. She had been storing food for years and had always told Kat that she was storing extra for us if we ever needed to come down.
Kat knew that, but always felt like it was important to store our own food. She didn’t want to rely on her mother to take care of all of it for us.
We hadn’t stored the kind of foods that
Similar Books
