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himself.’
‘That he is.’ Willoughby laughed. ‘The trouble is, he is the highest ranking medical officer we have. That means.’
Davis cut in, knowing what the next part of Willoughby’s sentence would be. ‘We have to turn a blind eye.’ She sighed. ‘But I honestly think he isn’t doing his job correctly. He is spending way too much time saving people that are of no use to us, and ignoring the other task.’
‘To try and control the Infected?’
‘Yes. The whole facility is overcrowded, and four of our staff have already been killed in the past three days. It’s a catastrophe waiting to happen.’
Willoughby took on a more serious stance. ‘Well that’s different, we can’t have that. Maybe we need to visit Doctor Robert for a little chat.’
‘If you think that would help.’ She paused. ‘I doubt it though; the man seems to enjoy antagonising anyone who tries to tell him what to do.’
‘Okay, we have a problem, I can see that.’ He smiled at the young, exuberant Emma Davis. What he was about to say next was only going to add to her on-going problems at Taunton. ‘We have more bodies to send down to Robert.’
Davis said nothing, she just slowly nodded.
‘They need to be looked at. Infected bodies that seemed to have died from natural causes.’ Willoughby looked behind him as screams could now be heard.
‘Okay, I can see that is urgent. Perhaps you or the Doyen could come with me. Back to Taunton.’
Willoughby was about to answer when more screams and some shouting were followed by pushing and a few gunshots.
Davis could see something was happening; steel pipes and planks of wood were flying through the air towards the front line.
‘Incoming!’ One of the Purebloods shouted.
‘Willoughby.’ The Doyen called over to his number two.
‘Come on,’ He took Emma’s arm. ‘It’s all going to kick off.’
Emma cocked her automatic rifle. Now was the time to forget about Doctor Robert and his insubordination. The time had come to scalp some of the filth that had ruined their sacred land.
***
Jake gazed around at the dark dank stone walls of the cellar. The stench of rotting food was almost unbearable, but Pip had insisted they move deeper into the tunnel where he had something special to show them.
Young Red had sat in the doorway, crying. He refused to go any further. His nose twitching, he could smell danger. He lay down on the floor, whining after the little girl.
‘I don’t like it, daddy.’ Amber felt the cold wet stone as she put her hand out to feel her way. ‘We should stay with Young red.’
Jake was beginning to think this was a massive mistake. Why follow this stranger into a tunnel?
It was a major bad call so he stopped. ‘Shall we leave?’
Amber nodded her head.
They both turned around when Pip suddenly sprang back into view. ‘We have something for you.’ He scampered around them both, now facing them and grinning like a crazed madman. ‘Look.’ He held out his wrinkly hand; in the middle of it was a fresh, cold apple.
Jake’s eyes widened. ‘Where did you get that?’
‘Follow me, follow me.’ The wild looking stranger tugged at his arm and led them back in the opposite direction.
They only walked about twenty paces around a sharp bend and they found themselves in a large room. Twenty or so white candles hung on the wall, the hot wax dangling and dripping below each one. Jake could see other figures moving in the murky corners.
‘Who’s that?’ He asked.
‘Meredith and her baby, she’s feeding it.’ He pointed to a bundle of rags where Jake had seen the initial movement. ‘And that’s big Mike the butcher. This is his shop.’ Pip pointed to another dark corner of the room where the shadows seemed to move.
Jake could see a very large man, in height and weight. He was lying on a dirty duvet, scratching his stubbled face as he stirred in his sleep. ‘Anyone else?’
‘Nope.’Pip jumped into the air again as if receiving an
‘That he is.’ Willoughby laughed. ‘The trouble is, he is the highest ranking medical officer we have. That means.’
Davis cut in, knowing what the next part of Willoughby’s sentence would be. ‘We have to turn a blind eye.’ She sighed. ‘But I honestly think he isn’t doing his job correctly. He is spending way too much time saving people that are of no use to us, and ignoring the other task.’
‘To try and control the Infected?’
‘Yes. The whole facility is overcrowded, and four of our staff have already been killed in the past three days. It’s a catastrophe waiting to happen.’
Willoughby took on a more serious stance. ‘Well that’s different, we can’t have that. Maybe we need to visit Doctor Robert for a little chat.’
‘If you think that would help.’ She paused. ‘I doubt it though; the man seems to enjoy antagonising anyone who tries to tell him what to do.’
‘Okay, we have a problem, I can see that.’ He smiled at the young, exuberant Emma Davis. What he was about to say next was only going to add to her on-going problems at Taunton. ‘We have more bodies to send down to Robert.’
Davis said nothing, she just slowly nodded.
‘They need to be looked at. Infected bodies that seemed to have died from natural causes.’ Willoughby looked behind him as screams could now be heard.
‘Okay, I can see that is urgent. Perhaps you or the Doyen could come with me. Back to Taunton.’
Willoughby was about to answer when more screams and some shouting were followed by pushing and a few gunshots.
Davis could see something was happening; steel pipes and planks of wood were flying through the air towards the front line.
‘Incoming!’ One of the Purebloods shouted.
‘Willoughby.’ The Doyen called over to his number two.
‘Come on,’ He took Emma’s arm. ‘It’s all going to kick off.’
Emma cocked her automatic rifle. Now was the time to forget about Doctor Robert and his insubordination. The time had come to scalp some of the filth that had ruined their sacred land.
***
Jake gazed around at the dark dank stone walls of the cellar. The stench of rotting food was almost unbearable, but Pip had insisted they move deeper into the tunnel where he had something special to show them.
Young Red had sat in the doorway, crying. He refused to go any further. His nose twitching, he could smell danger. He lay down on the floor, whining after the little girl.
‘I don’t like it, daddy.’ Amber felt the cold wet stone as she put her hand out to feel her way. ‘We should stay with Young red.’
Jake was beginning to think this was a massive mistake. Why follow this stranger into a tunnel?
It was a major bad call so he stopped. ‘Shall we leave?’
Amber nodded her head.
They both turned around when Pip suddenly sprang back into view. ‘We have something for you.’ He scampered around them both, now facing them and grinning like a crazed madman. ‘Look.’ He held out his wrinkly hand; in the middle of it was a fresh, cold apple.
Jake’s eyes widened. ‘Where did you get that?’
‘Follow me, follow me.’ The wild looking stranger tugged at his arm and led them back in the opposite direction.
They only walked about twenty paces around a sharp bend and they found themselves in a large room. Twenty or so white candles hung on the wall, the hot wax dangling and dripping below each one. Jake could see other figures moving in the murky corners.
‘Who’s that?’ He asked.
‘Meredith and her baby, she’s feeding it.’ He pointed to a bundle of rags where Jake had seen the initial movement. ‘And that’s big Mike the butcher. This is his shop.’ Pip pointed to another dark corner of the room where the shadows seemed to move.
Jake could see a very large man, in height and weight. He was lying on a dirty duvet, scratching his stubbled face as he stirred in his sleep. ‘Anyone else?’
‘Nope.’Pip jumped into the air again as if receiving an
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