Benny Imura 03.5: Tooth & Nail Read Free Page B

what she’d said. Tears began burning the corners of her eyes. When she turned away from him, Captain Ledger was right there. She hadn’t heard him approach.
    “He—he had to go and—” she began, but he stopped her with a smile and a shake of his head.
    “Don’t make excuses for him.”
    “He’s been through a lot,” she said quickly. “He’s not usually like this. It’s not his fault.”
    “Fault?” he echoed as they rejoined the others. “No. But it is his responsibility. We’re at war, and we don’t have the luxury of letting our emotions get in the way of preparing for the fight.”
    “No,” agreed Lilah, and Riot nodded too.
    “Besides,” said Riot, “Benny don’t hold the only license on pain and grief.”
    It was true enough. Each of them had suffered terrible losses.
    And Lilah . . . she’d lost more than all of them. Lilah’s pregnant mother had died in an old farmhouse and Lilah, two years old at the time, had watched first her natural death during childbirth and then a second and more brutal death as the survivors defended themselves after she resurrected as a zom. A man named George became Lilah’s protector and guardian because he was the last survivor of that group of refugees in the farmhouse; but some years later he was murdered and his death made to look like a suicide. Around that time, Lilah and her little sister had been forced to fight in the zombie pits at Charlie Pink-eye’s Gameland. During an abortive escape, little Annie was mortally wounded and left to die on a desolate rain-swept road. Lilah found her just as Annie reanimated. And the Lost Girl did what had to be done. After that, Lilah lived alone in the wilds of the Rot and Ruin, fending for herself and killing zombies and bounty hunters and in the process becoming remote and strange. And perhaps a little crazy. She’d begun to come out of that shell after she’d been rescued by Benny, Nix, and Tom, and more so when she and Chong had fallen in love.
    Now Chong was lost. Dying or dead. Or maybe a monster.
    The people in the blockhouse on the far side of the trench wouldn’t tell them.
    Benny had lost Tom. And that was hard enough. Tom was a bit larger than life, a man of great gentleness, wisdom, and power who ultimately saved the Nine Towns from the evil of Charlie Pink-eye and his family.
    Nix cut a sideways glance at Captain Ledger, wondering what—and who—he’d lost; but the big ranger never spoke about himself. He didn’t even comment on the things he was said to have done to earn himself a place on the Heroes of First Night subset of the Zombie Cards.
    Ledger caught her looking at him. “He’ll be back,” he said, misreading her thought.
    Nix shook her head. “I don’t think so.”
    The ranger smiled. “He’ll be back.”
    The day burned away and Benny did not come back.

4
    Rattlesnake Valley
    Southern California
    They perched in the tree like a flock of birds. Five silent shapes, crouched on branches, their bodies and weapons dappled with sunlight and shadow. Only the fact that no actual birds shared the same tree hinted that they were there.
    The tree was a stout and twisted cottonwood with many crooked arms reaching in improbable directions. Spring had come early this year and the branches were thick with leaves, but the early season had brought drought with it, and the leaves were already curling for want of water. It was the hottest spring any of them could remember. The sky above the valley was as hard and blue as bottle glass. Only a few small clouds moved above them, pushed along by a brisk wind that offered no relief from the heat.
    A shadow cast by the largest cloud sailed down the far side of the valley, moving like a dark stain across the fields of weed-choked grass. The five figures watched as several zombies staggered in pursuit of the cloud shadow.
    The dead always followed movement. They were slow but relentless, walking on legs stiffened to sticks by withered tendons and nearly