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start to wander off to whatever tasks they were assigned. Mitchell, who was given nothing to do, hurries off to his room like he’s afraid he’s going to get jumped. Lila huffs and grabs a drink before following him.
The eight of us that volunteered to head to Vegas gather together around the bar to make plans. It’s tough to tell what everyone else is thinking, but the idea of heading to Vegas makes me want a drink, so I start pouring shots.
“We ain’t sendin’ everybody out at once,” Axl says.
He throws back a shot, barely reacting to the alcohol, then sets down the glass. When I offer to pour him a second, he shakes his head. He isn’t a big drinker, due to an alcoholic mother, so I’m not surprised. Probably just wanted to take the edge off before heading off to the slaughter.
“I’m thinkin’ a group of four to start off, that way if they don’t make it back we can send more people out later.”
“Makes sense,” Winston says. “Who’s going out first?”
Axl looks everyone over while he drums his fingers on the counter. “Not Hadley. She’s gotta learn to shoot before headin’ out. Angus, you’re gonna hafta stay behind to teach her.”
Axl purses his lips when his eyes land on Anne. It’s obvious why. She’s a good shot—used to be a cop—and she’d be useful, but she’s got Jake. He’s not her kid. She found him wandering the streets after his parents died from the virus, but he’s her responsibility now. Axl doesn’t want to put her in danger, and I can’t blame him.
“I’ll take Trey and Winston with me…and Vivian.” He winces when he says my name like he doesn’t want me to go. Probably just being protective. It has a strange effect on me. I have the urge to tell him to shove his overprotective bullshit up his ass and rip his clothes off at the same time.
“Sounds like a plan,” Winston says. “When do we leave?”
“In the mornin’, I suppose. Better get our shit together and figure out how we’re gonna get past them bastards outside the gate.”
“We still have plenty of ammo up here or do we need to see what they have in storage?” I ask.
“They don’t have anything there,” James says. “They sold that off.”
I can’t even look at him. I just pour myself another drink and throw it back. Of course they sold off the weapons.
Anne’s frown is so deep that it makes her look more like she’s in her forties than her mid-thirties. Her short, brown hair is messy, and she swipes her hand through it nervously, making it even messier. She won’t stop looking toward Jake, who’s playing on the other side of the room with Ava.
“Since I’m not going tomorrow, I’m going to head out. Get Jake and Ava downstairs and ready for bed.”
Axl nods, and his lips are so tight I’m surprised he can talk. “Sounds good. We’ll use you next time.”
Anne’s eyes move toward him, and the smile she gives him is quick. She rushes away like she’s afraid Axl will change his mind. I know her type. She’s not scared of dying. She’s afraid of leaving Jake alone. Who can blame her for that?
Hadley exhales and clinks her glass against Trey’s before doing a second shot. I can’t help wondering if it’s a good idea. As skinny as she is, her tolerance can’t be that high.
She pushes her strawberry blonde hair off her forehead and closes her eyes. “I guess it’s a good thing the pilot died before he could get more people. It doesn’t seem like we’re much safer here than we would be out there.”
I nod and throw back a shot of vodka. It burns going down, and I squeeze my eyes shut. When I open them, my gaze focuses on Axl. His lips are pursed, and the expression on his face is confused. I stand up straighter. “What?”
“The pilot died.”
It isn’t a question, so I’m not sure how to respond. Hadley nods slowly. She looks as confused as I
The eight of us that volunteered to head to Vegas gather together around the bar to make plans. It’s tough to tell what everyone else is thinking, but the idea of heading to Vegas makes me want a drink, so I start pouring shots.
“We ain’t sendin’ everybody out at once,” Axl says.
He throws back a shot, barely reacting to the alcohol, then sets down the glass. When I offer to pour him a second, he shakes his head. He isn’t a big drinker, due to an alcoholic mother, so I’m not surprised. Probably just wanted to take the edge off before heading off to the slaughter.
“I’m thinkin’ a group of four to start off, that way if they don’t make it back we can send more people out later.”
“Makes sense,” Winston says. “Who’s going out first?”
Axl looks everyone over while he drums his fingers on the counter. “Not Hadley. She’s gotta learn to shoot before headin’ out. Angus, you’re gonna hafta stay behind to teach her.”
Axl purses his lips when his eyes land on Anne. It’s obvious why. She’s a good shot—used to be a cop—and she’d be useful, but she’s got Jake. He’s not her kid. She found him wandering the streets after his parents died from the virus, but he’s her responsibility now. Axl doesn’t want to put her in danger, and I can’t blame him.
“I’ll take Trey and Winston with me…and Vivian.” He winces when he says my name like he doesn’t want me to go. Probably just being protective. It has a strange effect on me. I have the urge to tell him to shove his overprotective bullshit up his ass and rip his clothes off at the same time.
“Sounds like a plan,” Winston says. “When do we leave?”
“In the mornin’, I suppose. Better get our shit together and figure out how we’re gonna get past them bastards outside the gate.”
“We still have plenty of ammo up here or do we need to see what they have in storage?” I ask.
“They don’t have anything there,” James says. “They sold that off.”
I can’t even look at him. I just pour myself another drink and throw it back. Of course they sold off the weapons.
Anne’s frown is so deep that it makes her look more like she’s in her forties than her mid-thirties. Her short, brown hair is messy, and she swipes her hand through it nervously, making it even messier. She won’t stop looking toward Jake, who’s playing on the other side of the room with Ava.
“Since I’m not going tomorrow, I’m going to head out. Get Jake and Ava downstairs and ready for bed.”
Axl nods, and his lips are so tight I’m surprised he can talk. “Sounds good. We’ll use you next time.”
Anne’s eyes move toward him, and the smile she gives him is quick. She rushes away like she’s afraid Axl will change his mind. I know her type. She’s not scared of dying. She’s afraid of leaving Jake alone. Who can blame her for that?
Hadley exhales and clinks her glass against Trey’s before doing a second shot. I can’t help wondering if it’s a good idea. As skinny as she is, her tolerance can’t be that high.
She pushes her strawberry blonde hair off her forehead and closes her eyes. “I guess it’s a good thing the pilot died before he could get more people. It doesn’t seem like we’re much safer here than we would be out there.”
I nod and throw back a shot of vodka. It burns going down, and I squeeze my eyes shut. When I open them, my gaze focuses on Axl. His lips are pursed, and the expression on his face is confused. I stand up straighter. “What?”
“The pilot died.”
It isn’t a question, so I’m not sure how to respond. Hadley nods slowly. She looks as confused as I
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