What Zombies Fear (Book 2): The Maxists

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I’m going to get some rack time.”
     
    I nodded and stayed seated while Charlie headed out to his cottage to get some sleep.
     
    “ We have a lot to do here. Marshall and I have to finish the power generation on the roof of the barn, so we can put the police band radio repeater up there. Leo and John, I’d like you two to go down to the river.”
     
    “ Ok,” they said together.
     
    “ Find the old mill race and the old dam. The dam was knocked over a hundred years ago, but the stones should all still be there. I think that those stones are what created that little white water area where the mill race left the river. I want to rebuild that damn, to be able to divert water down the mill race. We’re going to need to rebuild that mill and also I have some ideas for hydroelectric power generation.”
     
    “ Vic, is there anything you don’t know about?” asked Marshall.
     
    “ I know a little bit about a lot of things, but a lot about very few things. What I do know is that there is a whole library in Culpeper and I bet I can find all the information I lack. Power generation is actually a simple thing. Turn magnets inside of copper coil and you get electricity.”
     
    “ Tomorrow we’re taking a little break, I know I could use a day to finish projects and I hope you three will take the time to do something fun and productive. Life can’t be all about zombies. All zombie killing and no play makes John a dull boy. Let’s go to bed.”
     
    The next morning I rolled over and woke Leo right at dawn with a kiss.
     
    “ Good morning dragon breath.” I said grinning.
     
    “ Me?” She asked incredulously, “You really should make toothpaste a scavenging priority. This baking soda we’re using isn’t doing much for you either.”
     
    I threw my arms around her and kissed her again, squeezing her to me.
     
    “ We have a lot to do today and it’s going to be a long day. Let’s go help Mom with the breakfast and get to work.”
     
    Leo and I helped Mom and her two kitchen helpers Sarah and Eveline prepare enough oatmeal for the locals. We took four of her largest stock pots down to the camp wrapped in bath towels to keep them warm and dished oatmeal to anyone who wanted. I always tried to fill the bowls of the skinniest people a little extra. When we were done, it was almost 6:30.
     
    “ It’s amazing how quickly we adjusted to not having much electricity. It’s amazing how quickly we changed from being awake until midnight to getting up at 5:15 with the sun and going to bed early, just a few hours after dark.” I remarked.
     
    As we were finishing up stacking the dishes, I felt an odd twinge at the back of my skull. It made me think of Max, Max was awake upstairs. I focused on Max’s baby blue aura. “ Max, can you hear me? ” I thought quietly.
     
    “ Yes Daddy. The army man is coming. He will be here in a few minutes, you should listen to him.”
     
    “ I will listen.”
     
    “ Leo, can you go get Marshall, John and Charlie? Frye is coming and I need to hear what he’s going to tell me.
     
    “ Vic, how do you know?” She replied.
     
    “ I can, uhh, see his aura coming.” I lied, as Leo took off to get the others.
     
    I grabbed my gear, which I’d decided to keep on top of the book case at the central stairwell of the house, strapped on my vest and headed down to the gates. We were sitting there waiting when Frye and his men pulled up. They parked two vehicles as they always did, both pointing at the gate.
     
    Frye knew that I wasn’t intimidated. He knew that I wasn’t afraid of him; I think this must be a standard military protocol. It made good sense, I suppose, if you were heading to a meeting with a hostile force. I wasn’t necessarily hostile. We were technically on the same side. I just didn’t trust him. He must have felt the same way about me and who knows what his men thought of me. Frye dismounted his truck and strode over to me.
     
    “ Colonel Frye. Good of

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