The Dust: Book Two - Pursuit

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    Amber pulled away again and a button tore from her top, she could just reach out and grab the eight iron. Without hesitating she smashed it into her grandad’s face and then swiped him again for luck, he let go. Amber didn’t stay to see if grandad was hurt or not, she didn’t stay to look at the doll’s house either. She ran from the loft room down the wooden stairs and into the kitchen, ignoring the decomposing Mrs Sinnot lying on the ceramic tiles. Amber opened the kitchen door and ran into the back garden and out of the side gate. There she stood looking up the street as the sun was dancing on the horizon, she was a very scared little girl but for now she was a free little girl.

Chapter Nine
    ‘Is that smoke?’ Angel pointed in the general direction into which they were headed.
    It’s black smoke too.’ Jake ducked his head under the visor to get a better look.
    ‘What does that mean?’
    Jake shrugged. ‘I don’t know but I always think black smoke looks worse, house fire that sort of thing.’
    ‘Thank you David Attenborough.’ Angel replied sarcastically. ‘And when will your new book Where there is smoke there is fire be out?’
    Jake laughed, Angel had a wicked sense of humour. The more he got to know her the more he became attracted. He stopped smiling and became more pensive.
    ‘Don’t.’ Angel said.
    ‘Don’t what?’
    ‘Don’t think about us, the kiss, it’s not good for us, it will eat away at everything we have.’
    Jake was shocked, she had just come straight out with it. He had been worrying about broaching the subject for days and then Angel had just flung it out there.
    ‘How do you know I was thinking about that?’
    ‘Because I have.’ Angel flicked the switch and opened the window. ‘I know you have, you bumble about and nervously laugh when we start to talk, you are too easy to read.’ She placed a cigarette between her lips. ‘It will ruin what we have.’
    ‘What do we have?’ Jake asked uncertain he wanted to know the answer.
    ‘This.’ Angel exhaled smoke from her nostrils and opened the palms of her hands. ‘We are survivors, friends , we can’t over complicate things.’ She drew her legs up and squeezed her feet up onto the dashboard. ‘Things are complicated enough without a relationship evolving and messing with our heads. It’s the last thing we all need.’
    ‘Okay.’ Jake said slowly.
    ‘We need to be on guard twenty four seven, we are surviving from hand to mouth one day at a time. What happens if it doesn’t work out? I have Lou to think of.’
    ‘What happens if it goes well?’ Jake challenged Angel with a smile.
    ‘It’s too risky, we need to keep things simple.’
    ‘Oh Christ.’ Jake came to the brow of the hill and in the distance he could see Wisteria Hall ablaze. Their little heart to heart had been temporarily extinguished.
    ‘Oh my God.’ Angel threw the half smoked cigarette out of the truck window. ‘Alice.’
    Jake put his foot down and for the next seven or so minutes they both sat silently in the Nissan Navara. As they got closer they could see the extent of the fire. It wasn’t just the main manor house but all the out buildings were raging with flames.
    ‘Why?’ Angel couldn’t take her eyes off the large estate, it looked like a living hell.
    ‘The infected?’ Jake looked around suddenly realising they might not be alone. Angel got his drift and quickly closed the passenger window.
    ‘Let’s take this dirt track, I think it sweeps around the bottom field and winds its way up to the back of the house.’ Jake took a sharp right and the truck bounced up the single lane dust flying into the air.
    ***
    ‘Can’t we go outside?’ Lou Pepper complained.
    ‘We stay here, we don’t move until Angel and Jake return with your toy.’ Roger still couldn’t believe the other two had gone back for a stuffed animal.
    ‘It’s not a toy!’ Lou remonstrated. ‘His name is Rufus.’
    Roger ignored the

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