DEAD: Reclamation: Book 10 of the DEAD series Read Online Free PDF

want to do this?” Juan asked as he soaped up.
    “Because I want our children to have a shot at a normal life.”
    Juan could have parroted her response. Lord knew, he’d heard that almost more times than her line about his smooth face.
    “And what is so great about normal? Look where that got us.” Juan threw up his hands, indicating their current surroundings. “Besides, we got it nice here. Food is more than plentiful, the girls have plenty of friends, and they even have you as their teacher.”
    Mackenzie opened her mouth to respond, but the knock at the door silenced her. She gave Juan a stern look with narrowed eyes and went to answer the door.
    Juan sighed a huge breath of relief. Now, if Keith and the others could keep their mouths shut for just a few more days, he could spring the surprise and make Mackenzie’s face light up.
    They were moving to Anchorage.
     
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    The woman stood on the shore. The chilled salt water washed over her feet, but she barely felt it. Truth be told, she barely felt anything…ever.
    That had not always been the case. Years ago she had been a silly twit of a girl. She mooned over practically every boy she ever made eye contact with and was prone to tiny fits and tantrums when she did not get her way. Then the zombies came.
    When they poured into the cinema on that fateful night, Gemma’s life had changed. It would be almost a year into that nightmare when she would discover that things could actually be worse.
    Gemma had been travelling with a woman named Vix and a young man named Harold who was just a year or so older than she. They had gone through all sorts of hell, but they kept finding ways to cheat death at the last second or escape by the slightest margin.
    That all came to an end one day.
    She and Harold had insisted on checking out a fort that promised sanctuary. It had been the single most violent and horrible day of her life. Those men had held her while they beat poor Harold to death with metal batons. She had heard the snapping of bones along with the howls and yelps of pain despite the fact that they had shoved a large stone into his mouth and then bound it into place with a leather strap. Then they produced a zombie head from a bag and after cutting away his trousers, they shoved that head between his legs.
    They cut off both his feet with saws. When he passed out from the pain, they threw water on his face and went back to work. She had no idea when he finally died, but she had been glad if only because his sounds of absolute agony finally ceased.
    They brought her back to camp and passed her around, doing horrible things to her. When they finished, she was thrown in a cage with nine other women. She had curled up in a ball and cried.
    That night, there was a series of screams and the sounds of fighting could be heard. In the morning, it was learned that several of the men had fallen victim to the zombie plague. Over a dozen men had to be executed because they showed the symptoms of those dark tracers in the eyes.
    “You are one of the resistant,” a woman whispered in Gemma’s ear. Gemma turned to see an Indian woman who would have probably been beautiful enough to star in one of those Bollywood movies before all the abuse she had obviously suffered.
    The woman’s name was Chaaya Kapoor. She explained to Gemma that she had been a biologist before what she referred to as “the unclean” arose and wiped out humanity. She went on to explain that before being captured, she had been with a small pack of survivors in Gillingham. They had discovered the fact that a person who was bitten and did not die could still infect a healthy person through fluid exchange much like HIV was transmitted.
    It took Gemma a moment to understand what the woman was getting at. When she did, a ripple of fear tore through her.
    “They’re going to kill me,” Gemma whimpered. The moment she said it, a sense of calm seemed to pour over her soul and put her at peace.
    “Why are you