Life After The Undead (Book 2): Death to the Undead Read Free Page A

overrun with zombies.” The teenager’s voice squeaked. “How are we going to defend against that?”
    His question got the crowd talking. They turned to each other, looking for answers, and they shot a multitude of questions down at Quinn and me, most of them I couldn’t understand. Quinn grabbed the bullhorn from me.
    “People!” His loud voice quieted the crowd. “We understand your concerns, and we’re not sending you out there unarmed or unprepared. You’ve dealt with the zombie menace day in and day out, it’s not any different over there.”
    “But there are more of them and we don’t have a wall to help protect us.” I scanned the crowd, but couldn’t tell who the speaker was.
    “Yeah, there are more of them, but they aren’t unstoppable. They are slow, they are dumb. If you are smart, you will survive out there. You will have protection and shelter. It’s not like we’re leaving here without a plan.”
    “Then what is the plan?” the man in the plaid shirt asked.
    Quinn handed the bullhorn back to me.
    “We are going to gather every supply we can find. Every gun, every can of food, every extra scrap of clothing, and anything else you want to take, and we’re loading it into the trucks. Once that is done, we’ll head into Wyoming. There are small towns, tiny places that the zombies haven’t touched, surrounded by mountains that you will call a safe haven. The natural landscape will aid in your protection, and you can do anything else to make sure you feel safe.”
    “How long do we have?”
    “Twenty-four hours. Anymore, and we risk Florida invading.”
    The crowd rose from their seats, filing out of the gym and talking to themselves. No one spoke to Quinn or me, but they nodded in our direction as they passed. I didn’t draw an easy breath until the gym was almost empty.
    Pam and Tanya stood from the bleachers and joined Quinn and me in the middle of the floor.
    “That went pretty well,” Pam stated.
    I nodded. “Thank goodness.”
    She smiled. “Oh, we would have protected you for as long as possible if they had come after you.”
    Quinn smirked, “No one was coming after you. They knew what they were getting into when they picked up the guns and rebelled against Liet. C’mon. Let’s get your stuff packed.” He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and we headed toward the door.
    As we stepped into the hallway, we were met by a group of 15 people standing in a circle, the mother and child and man with the flannel shirt in the center. They turned toward us. Great, just great. They waited for us in the hall. They didn’t want to make a scene in the gym, so now they were going to exact their revenge. I hoped the worry and fear didn’t show on my face.
    “If we may have a moment,” the mother said.
    Quinn and I glanced at each other before focusing our attention back on them.
    “Sure,” he said. He didn’t sound worried at all.
    “I’m Lydia.” The woman placed her hand on her chest. “And this is Chester. He and I, along with everyone else, just had a few more questions for you.”
    Quinn removed his arm from my shoulders and pushed his hands into his pockets. “I hope we can answer them for you.”
    “First of all, do you have an idea of where you want to take us?”
    “It’s a little town called Dashton. It’s in Wyoming, but you won’t find it on any map. It’s tucked between some canyons. It was founded by bandits, and they wanted to remain hidden, so the town has, too.”
    More than likely, the people who founded the town were the same ones who created Quinn’s ranch. I was sure they needed two different places, just in case one was compromised, but I imagined there were probably more. Of course, I didn’t say anything out loud. I knew Quinn wanted to keep his place a secret. Even if these people were on our side, the fewer people who knew, the fewer could give directions if anything ever happened. Plus, I liked the idea of being able to vanish without anyone