want control of this town. Bryan Catz had mentioned the organization had targeted the grid and military installations. I imagine they hit New York, Los Angeles, maybe Washington and some of the larger cities, leaving enough left over for them to control and start again. We’re not talking about a missile here, guys. These are one kiloton. It’s still a lot of power but the particles from the blast would mostly land in areas where people had already been killed.”
“But the weather can affect it. I mean, it could blow some of those particles for miles.”
Murphy nodded.
“This is fucked up,” Corey said getting up and walking back and forth.
“Take a seat, big man,” Billy said. “We only have so much air in here, and you are sucking most of it up.”
Corey scowled at him, balling his fists. He might have floored him in the wilderness but right now it wouldn’t have done him much good. We had bigger issues to deal with.
“Who’s going to come with me?” Murphy asked.
“I’ll go.”
Murphy paused for a few seconds then looked around.
“Has anyone seen Kate?”
DEGENERATES
M urphy’s home was close to Mount Pleasant Inn. It was a good fifteen-minute walk on an ordinary day but with the streets filled with lunatics it was liable to take us close to thirty, maybe more. No one wanted to step a foot outside the doors and we weren’t going to take the chance of losing Murphy.
We pulled together anything that could be considered a weapon in a pile on the table. It was a pitiful sight. There were a few pieces of wood, a couple of butter knives, several shards of glass and a large wrench that belonged to Edgar. Besides that Murphy was carrying a Glock, and I had a carving knife from my house. It wasn’t exactly instilling confidence in us.
“Scot, are you sure about this?” Sara asked.
“We don’t have any other choice. If I don’t get over to my house, we aren’t going to have the means to protect ourselves. Listen, I’m going to leave the Glock with you.”
“Are you out of your mind?” Edgar said. “We are going to need it out there.”
“No, I want to make sure that if anyone comes through those doors other than the police, or someone needing help, they have some way to protect themselves.”
“I’m coming with you,” Ally said.
“No, sweetheart, you’re staying here.”
“Matt,” Murphy handed him the Glock. “Look after them.”
Ally began to protest. “Dad, I’m not staying here.”
“It’s too dangerous, Ally.”
“Oh, but it’s okay for you and them?” She pointed at me.
He shook his head and Matt tried to intervene.
“Ally. Listen to him.”
She put up a hand without even looking at him. “You’re not my father, Matt.”
I saw Murphy’s eyes dart between them. A look of concern, perhaps amusement crossed his face. It couldn’t have been easy seeing someone else living with your ex.
“You think he’s going to be okay?” Corey enquired about the cop who was out cold on the table.
“He’s lost a lot of blood. He really needs to get to a hospital soon,” Sara replied.
Murphy went to take the wrench and Edgar placed his meaty hand on it. “I’m coming with you and that’s mine.”
“Fair enough.” He reached for what appeared to be a wooden chair leg. He slapped it in his other hand a few times as if testing how strong it was. All I could think about was how many skinheads were out there and how they had smashed in some guy’s face with a hammer.
It was decided that Luke, Edgar and myself would go. We didn’t want too many people out there. Corey and Billy would stay to offer additional help just in case anything went south.
“Stay quiet. Keep the lights off and we’ll be back soon,” Murphy said before giving his daughter a kiss on the forehead.
After being in the wilderness for the past month we had pretty much been schooled in the means of being creative. If we didn’t get creative we didn’t sleep or eat. It was as simple as
“But the weather can affect it. I mean, it could blow some of those particles for miles.”
Murphy nodded.
“This is fucked up,” Corey said getting up and walking back and forth.
“Take a seat, big man,” Billy said. “We only have so much air in here, and you are sucking most of it up.”
Corey scowled at him, balling his fists. He might have floored him in the wilderness but right now it wouldn’t have done him much good. We had bigger issues to deal with.
“Who’s going to come with me?” Murphy asked.
“I’ll go.”
Murphy paused for a few seconds then looked around.
“Has anyone seen Kate?”
DEGENERATES
M urphy’s home was close to Mount Pleasant Inn. It was a good fifteen-minute walk on an ordinary day but with the streets filled with lunatics it was liable to take us close to thirty, maybe more. No one wanted to step a foot outside the doors and we weren’t going to take the chance of losing Murphy.
We pulled together anything that could be considered a weapon in a pile on the table. It was a pitiful sight. There were a few pieces of wood, a couple of butter knives, several shards of glass and a large wrench that belonged to Edgar. Besides that Murphy was carrying a Glock, and I had a carving knife from my house. It wasn’t exactly instilling confidence in us.
“Scot, are you sure about this?” Sara asked.
“We don’t have any other choice. If I don’t get over to my house, we aren’t going to have the means to protect ourselves. Listen, I’m going to leave the Glock with you.”
“Are you out of your mind?” Edgar said. “We are going to need it out there.”
“No, I want to make sure that if anyone comes through those doors other than the police, or someone needing help, they have some way to protect themselves.”
“I’m coming with you,” Ally said.
“No, sweetheart, you’re staying here.”
“Matt,” Murphy handed him the Glock. “Look after them.”
Ally began to protest. “Dad, I’m not staying here.”
“It’s too dangerous, Ally.”
“Oh, but it’s okay for you and them?” She pointed at me.
He shook his head and Matt tried to intervene.
“Ally. Listen to him.”
She put up a hand without even looking at him. “You’re not my father, Matt.”
I saw Murphy’s eyes dart between them. A look of concern, perhaps amusement crossed his face. It couldn’t have been easy seeing someone else living with your ex.
“You think he’s going to be okay?” Corey enquired about the cop who was out cold on the table.
“He’s lost a lot of blood. He really needs to get to a hospital soon,” Sara replied.
Murphy went to take the wrench and Edgar placed his meaty hand on it. “I’m coming with you and that’s mine.”
“Fair enough.” He reached for what appeared to be a wooden chair leg. He slapped it in his other hand a few times as if testing how strong it was. All I could think about was how many skinheads were out there and how they had smashed in some guy’s face with a hammer.
It was decided that Luke, Edgar and myself would go. We didn’t want too many people out there. Corey and Billy would stay to offer additional help just in case anything went south.
“Stay quiet. Keep the lights off and we’ll be back soon,” Murphy said before giving his daughter a kiss on the forehead.
After being in the wilderness for the past month we had pretty much been schooled in the means of being creative. If we didn’t get creative we didn’t sleep or eat. It was as simple as
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