and woke to all of this,” interjected
suit boy. “Didn’t hear any real news at all. I met them later.” He gestured at
the two women, which seemed a tad pointless since it was obvious who he was
speaking about.
“We
didn’t catch anything like that either,” added the talkative blonde. Her sister
remained silent. “Janice and I were out camping and didn’t even know until we
drove back home. We tried the radio and all after that, but other than telling
us there were zombies...” She grimaced. “… we didn’t get much info. But we were
in the south of Kansas at the time, and there were only a handful of stations
we could even get normally.”
“I have
no advice for you, sorry to say.” I wished I had something constructive to
offer. “Fort Sill is just south of us, next to Lawton. We did see one helicopter
earlier today, probably from there, that was moving west. The roads around the
base are a mess with lots of cars abandoned. No people around, just a few
zombies here and there, fewer than you’d expect.” I frowned. “At any rate, I
think it was overrun, but we didn’t go any closer to check it out.”
“Why
not?” asked suit boy.
“It was
too damn creepy,” said Briana, “felt all wrong.”
She was
right. There was something about it, beyond the obvious, that was bugging me. I
didn’t want to go back.
The
sisters began to whisper to one another, and the guy in his stylish wool suit
quickly joined in. He was already perspiring heavily.
“We
think we’ll try there, just to see,” said the woman.
“Good
luck with that,” I offered, politely.
Briana
rolled her eyes and got into the Jeep.
“Anything
I should know about the road ahead?” I asked, pulling my own door open.
“It was
clear for us,” she said, “other than wrecks and those things walking about.”
That was
the first conversation I’d had with anyone other than Briana since this all
began. Looking back on it, it had not been a meaningful exchange. None of us
provided the others with worthwhile information. No one had any great
revelations to share. Still, they didn’t shoot at us, and they didn’t threaten
us, nor did they try begging or stealing. Overall, it went as well as one could
reasonably expect.
*
* *
“Still
think they’re going to be eaten?” I asked, hours later.
We were
parked in a field outside of Verden. I was setting up the laptop so we could
watch a movie before attempting to sleep.
“The
idiot in the suit is going to be eaten,” stated Briana, firmly. “No doubt about
that one. The way he kept fiddling with his Rolex, he was all flash.”
I hadn’t
realized it was a Rolex and wouldn’t have been able to tell unless I was close
enough to see the logo, but I took her word for it.
“The
ladies seemed competent.”
“The one
who talked to you. Her sister, Janet…”
“It was
Janice.”
“Janice
then.” Briana did not like being corrected. She’d get over that with me around,
or possibly murder me in my sleep. “She was a basket case.”
“You
weren’t doing all that well when you showed up on my front door,” I pointed
out.
“That is
completely different. I’d been… It was bad that first morning when it happened,
and I barely got away. I was tired and hurting and upset. Now, a few days
later, I’m doing perfectly well.” She clearly thought about what she was saying
and dropped her head.
“Everyone’s
circumstances are going to be different. I lucked out with an easy start,” I
began, picking my words carefully. “Others were not so fortunate. Who knows
what happened to Janice. She was functional though. That’s a good sign,
probably.”
“Well,
yeah,” agreed Briana, “but hooking up with that poser.”
It’d
been a while since I’d heard the term, and I wondered if it was still regularly
used, along with how far removed from popular culture I might be.
“I
didn’t like him all that much either.” I ran the cursor down the list of movies
on my
Donato Carrisi
Emily Jane Trent
Charlotte Armstrong
Maggie Robinson
Olivia Jaymes
Richard North Patterson
Charles Benoit
Aimee Carson
Elle James
James Ellroy