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Authors: John S. Wilson
Tags: post apocalyptic
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Peavey and go after the one down by that car.”
All of them were quickly off.
Robert yelled out after them, “Bring them back alive if you can! I need to question them!”
In the dim pre-dawn light, Nicky and James were under the cart and out of sight, terrified.
By their arms, Rob quickly pulled the two out and lifted them up. He quietly spoke to them, “James, Nicky, come on, get up.”
James was clearly frightened and you could hear it in his voice. “What’s happening? Where are we going?”
But Rob didn’t have time to talk, “Come on, I’ll explain it to you later. Nicky, you too.”
He led the boys to a ditch nearby and they all got down.
James still needed answers, “Rob, what are we doing?”
“James, be quiet for now, I promise I’ll explain it all later.”
After about three minutes of silently waiting, they could all hear a faint rustling in the grass, then see a shadowy figure stealthily approaching the cart.
Rob whispered, “Stay here, boys,” jumped up and pulled his gun. Instantly he was on top of the figure, aiming his Colt right at them and shouting, “STOP! Show me your hands!”
A woman recoiled in fear and instantly put her hands up. All she had with her was a soiled and empty pillow case.
He gave her a good look in the faint light. Rob at last spoke, “I know you from somewhere.” He only had to think about it a second more. “The other day, we caught you and your boyfriend hiding in that truck. He gave us some information and we paid the two of you. Was he one of them shooting at us?”
The woman wouldn’t say a word.
Rob spoke again and motioned with his Colt, “Just sit down, right there, and keep your hands where I can see them.”
She dropped right to the ground.
He kept his eyes on her while pulling the radio from his belt. Rob asked, “Alton, McCain ... any luck yet?”
A familiar voice came back over the radio, Alton’s, “We caught one guy. We’re heading your way now.”
Then another voice came, McCain’s, “We’ve got ‘em on the run! I’ll call back when we’ve got him!”
Shortly after dawn, Alton and his men returned with a prisoner in tow, a man about twenty years old. He was filthy and in tattered clothes. Alton was holding his gun, a .22 Remington rifle, a ‘Nylon 66.’ Robert had never seen him before.
Alton spoke up as he approached, “Where did the woman come from?”
Robert gave his report, “I had an idea, so me and the boys hid right after you left. A few minutes later this one came crawling up, thought she was going to help herself to our food.”
He made sure the rifle was unloaded and Alton placed it in the cart. “Yeah, these two, and that third one must be working together, two of them try to divert us while the third steals our stuff. Heard back from McCain?”
Rob picked up the little plastic rifle and looked it over while he talked. “Yes, he just called. He said they caught one man and I bet I know who it is.”
“You’ve already met him?”
“Yeah, we picked up this woman and a man the other day on highway patrol. They were the ones that gave us the info on those two women, and that family in the drain pipe. This isn’t the man but I’m betting the one McCain captured is.” Rob tossed the rifle back in the cart.
“Has she said anything?”
“No, but I haven’t tried real hard. I was waiting for everyone to get back.”
Just then McCain and his men were heard yelling out as they came over the top of a hill. They all turned to face them.
As they approached, Rob could see it was the man he was thinking of. Unlike Alton’s prisoner, this one was bruised and shaken. McCain shouted out, “Look what we caught! Had a nice gun on him too,” and waved in the air the captured Glock pistol.
Rob walked up and took it from him, “Any rounds left?”
McCain answered, “Four.”
He checked the chamber and Rob smiled, “Well, that’s one more than we need.” Then he addressed the man he met before,
All of them were quickly off.
Robert yelled out after them, “Bring them back alive if you can! I need to question them!”
In the dim pre-dawn light, Nicky and James were under the cart and out of sight, terrified.
By their arms, Rob quickly pulled the two out and lifted them up. He quietly spoke to them, “James, Nicky, come on, get up.”
James was clearly frightened and you could hear it in his voice. “What’s happening? Where are we going?”
But Rob didn’t have time to talk, “Come on, I’ll explain it to you later. Nicky, you too.”
He led the boys to a ditch nearby and they all got down.
James still needed answers, “Rob, what are we doing?”
“James, be quiet for now, I promise I’ll explain it all later.”
After about three minutes of silently waiting, they could all hear a faint rustling in the grass, then see a shadowy figure stealthily approaching the cart.
Rob whispered, “Stay here, boys,” jumped up and pulled his gun. Instantly he was on top of the figure, aiming his Colt right at them and shouting, “STOP! Show me your hands!”
A woman recoiled in fear and instantly put her hands up. All she had with her was a soiled and empty pillow case.
He gave her a good look in the faint light. Rob at last spoke, “I know you from somewhere.” He only had to think about it a second more. “The other day, we caught you and your boyfriend hiding in that truck. He gave us some information and we paid the two of you. Was he one of them shooting at us?”
The woman wouldn’t say a word.
Rob spoke again and motioned with his Colt, “Just sit down, right there, and keep your hands where I can see them.”
She dropped right to the ground.
He kept his eyes on her while pulling the radio from his belt. Rob asked, “Alton, McCain ... any luck yet?”
A familiar voice came back over the radio, Alton’s, “We caught one guy. We’re heading your way now.”
Then another voice came, McCain’s, “We’ve got ‘em on the run! I’ll call back when we’ve got him!”
Shortly after dawn, Alton and his men returned with a prisoner in tow, a man about twenty years old. He was filthy and in tattered clothes. Alton was holding his gun, a .22 Remington rifle, a ‘Nylon 66.’ Robert had never seen him before.
Alton spoke up as he approached, “Where did the woman come from?”
Robert gave his report, “I had an idea, so me and the boys hid right after you left. A few minutes later this one came crawling up, thought she was going to help herself to our food.”
He made sure the rifle was unloaded and Alton placed it in the cart. “Yeah, these two, and that third one must be working together, two of them try to divert us while the third steals our stuff. Heard back from McCain?”
Rob picked up the little plastic rifle and looked it over while he talked. “Yes, he just called. He said they caught one man and I bet I know who it is.”
“You’ve already met him?”
“Yeah, we picked up this woman and a man the other day on highway patrol. They were the ones that gave us the info on those two women, and that family in the drain pipe. This isn’t the man but I’m betting the one McCain captured is.” Rob tossed the rifle back in the cart.
“Has she said anything?”
“No, but I haven’t tried real hard. I was waiting for everyone to get back.”
Just then McCain and his men were heard yelling out as they came over the top of a hill. They all turned to face them.
As they approached, Rob could see it was the man he was thinking of. Unlike Alton’s prisoner, this one was bruised and shaken. McCain shouted out, “Look what we caught! Had a nice gun on him too,” and waved in the air the captured Glock pistol.
Rob walked up and took it from him, “Any rounds left?”
McCain answered, “Four.”
He checked the chamber and Rob smiled, “Well, that’s one more than we need.” Then he addressed the man he met before,
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