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was coming, made no attempt to flee. She closed her eyes, bending over slightly as she still clutched her dead husband’s hand in her own. Slant placed the barrel of his pistol to her forehead. She smiled at him as he pulled the trigger.
Levi stared down at the dead couple. “Old people shouldn’t clutter up the planet. It’s a new world.” He nodded toward the house the couple had come from. “Check it out. Take anything useful. Now, let’s clean this town out.”
They spent the remainder of the day looting and stripping houses of anything of value. Most of it was junk, but he allowed his men to take what they wanted. For them, the process was as much for relaxation as it was for survival. To keep them, he had to keep them happy. Killing made them happy. Personally, he didn’t care if the home’s owners lived or died, but he didn’t share. He needed what they had. As he saw it, he was doing them a favor by ending their miserable existence. Survival was difficult at best, impossible without food, weapons, or water, and he needed them all.
Ax had located a two-story house that served their purpose. It possessed a balcony from which they could keep watch, and a heavy wooden front door to keep out unwanted visitors. The house came with a well-stocked bar. His men started on the liquor first thing. Levi knew it would be useless to try to stop them, so he joined them, drinking just enough to keep a good buzz going, but not enough to lower his guard. He trusted Ax, but none of the others. Given the opportunity, they would kill him as handily as anyone else.
Ax had found a hoard of canned goods and walked around the house eating from a can of cold beef stew with a long wooden spoon. Food had become his escape, his comfort. He dug into the can as if it might be his last meal.
“Make sure one of these asswipes stays sober enough to stand guard,” Levi told him.
Ax nodded with a spoon in his mouth.
“And try to leave some food for the rest of us,” Levi growled.
Ax smiled and swiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “There’s plenty.”
“There won’t be if you keep chowing down. You look like a full tick.”
Ax patted his rotund belly. He had gained twenty pounds since their prison escape. “I’m stockpiling for rainy days.”
Levi pointed to Ax’s empty holster. “Keep your damn pistol handy. It’s a dangerous world.”
Ax turned around and returned to the kitchen, either to fetch his pistol or get more food. Levi wasn’t sure which. He located the master bedroom at the end of the second-floor hallway. The furniture was large and ornate, too dark and baroque for Levi’s tastes, but the king-sized bed was clean and looked comfortable. He stripped off his clothes and lay down naked. He hoped that somewhere in the town they would find a woman or two. It had been too long between women and the need for satisfaction drove him. He would use her, and then pass her on to his crew, as he had dozens of previous women. Women were a commodity, as scarce as weapons and as precious as booze and drugs. They were tools to keep his men in order, treats to be doled out or withheld at his whim. He had no room in his life for female companionship. Life was hard, and only a hard man could survive.
He glanced down at his erect penis and laughed. “And I’m a hard man,” he said.
6
June 9, 2016 Split Rock Canyon –
Jake allowed Jessica a full day to rest her shoulder and ankle. They used the time to get better acquainted. They talked, but neither one offered many details of their pasts. The conversation ranged from horror stories about surviving the apocalypse to favorite movies. She shared his love of old classics, but not his love of war movies or westerns. Eager to see if she could handle a weapon, he coaxed her outside for target practice after a lunch of steamed fresh vegetables and grilled cheese sandwiches.
First, he familiarized her with the operation of both the rifle and the
Levi stared down at the dead couple. “Old people shouldn’t clutter up the planet. It’s a new world.” He nodded toward the house the couple had come from. “Check it out. Take anything useful. Now, let’s clean this town out.”
They spent the remainder of the day looting and stripping houses of anything of value. Most of it was junk, but he allowed his men to take what they wanted. For them, the process was as much for relaxation as it was for survival. To keep them, he had to keep them happy. Killing made them happy. Personally, he didn’t care if the home’s owners lived or died, but he didn’t share. He needed what they had. As he saw it, he was doing them a favor by ending their miserable existence. Survival was difficult at best, impossible without food, weapons, or water, and he needed them all.
Ax had located a two-story house that served their purpose. It possessed a balcony from which they could keep watch, and a heavy wooden front door to keep out unwanted visitors. The house came with a well-stocked bar. His men started on the liquor first thing. Levi knew it would be useless to try to stop them, so he joined them, drinking just enough to keep a good buzz going, but not enough to lower his guard. He trusted Ax, but none of the others. Given the opportunity, they would kill him as handily as anyone else.
Ax had found a hoard of canned goods and walked around the house eating from a can of cold beef stew with a long wooden spoon. Food had become his escape, his comfort. He dug into the can as if it might be his last meal.
“Make sure one of these asswipes stays sober enough to stand guard,” Levi told him.
Ax nodded with a spoon in his mouth.
“And try to leave some food for the rest of us,” Levi growled.
Ax smiled and swiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “There’s plenty.”
“There won’t be if you keep chowing down. You look like a full tick.”
Ax patted his rotund belly. He had gained twenty pounds since their prison escape. “I’m stockpiling for rainy days.”
Levi pointed to Ax’s empty holster. “Keep your damn pistol handy. It’s a dangerous world.”
Ax turned around and returned to the kitchen, either to fetch his pistol or get more food. Levi wasn’t sure which. He located the master bedroom at the end of the second-floor hallway. The furniture was large and ornate, too dark and baroque for Levi’s tastes, but the king-sized bed was clean and looked comfortable. He stripped off his clothes and lay down naked. He hoped that somewhere in the town they would find a woman or two. It had been too long between women and the need for satisfaction drove him. He would use her, and then pass her on to his crew, as he had dozens of previous women. Women were a commodity, as scarce as weapons and as precious as booze and drugs. They were tools to keep his men in order, treats to be doled out or withheld at his whim. He had no room in his life for female companionship. Life was hard, and only a hard man could survive.
He glanced down at his erect penis and laughed. “And I’m a hard man,” he said.
6
June 9, 2016 Split Rock Canyon –
Jake allowed Jessica a full day to rest her shoulder and ankle. They used the time to get better acquainted. They talked, but neither one offered many details of their pasts. The conversation ranged from horror stories about surviving the apocalypse to favorite movies. She shared his love of old classics, but not his love of war movies or westerns. Eager to see if she could handle a weapon, he coaxed her outside for target practice after a lunch of steamed fresh vegetables and grilled cheese sandwiches.
First, he familiarized her with the operation of both the rifle and the
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