The Beginning of the End (Book2): Road to Damnation Read Online Free PDF

own life to protect her.”
    “I know that, Chevy.
That’s why you’re staying.”
    “In two hours you
leave. That’s noon. Not a second later. If I’m not here, it means
I’m dead,” I said as I stepped out of the Humvee.

Chapter 6
    When a man reaches his
limits and has run out of options, he begins to feel the sting of
defeat. Your stomach knots, your face flushes, and you feel like your
body is radiating heat. Daniels knew defeat, and he could see it in
Bunker’s face. At the bottom of the stairs was a man defeated.
Daniels walked back down the stairs and gave Bunker a firm squeeze on
his shoulder, “Hey, are you all right, buddy?”
    Hiding his face,
fearing Daniels might catch the wince of a tear, Bunker pulled away.
    “What the fuck are
you touching me for, Cop?”
    Surprised by Bunker’s
response, Daniels released his shoulder and stepped back, “Hey,
man. It’s okay. I’m scared too, but we’ll get through this.
Let’s just head back upstairs and talk to those people and make a
plan together. One of them must know this building. If not, there are
a ton of exits. It may take a while, but we’ll find another way
out.”
    Bunker let out a long
breath, “I’m sorry, Corp. I’m creeped out by all this shit
that’s going on. I can’t believe fucking zombies are attacking
us. Last week, I thought we were all going to die from Ebola, now
this shit happens.”
    Daniels put his hand
back on Bunker’s shoulder, “Listen, Bunker. The last thing I
heard was that everyone was sick. The government had a cure, and they
were going to treat everyone. We can only assume something went
wrong. Listen; between you and me, I could give a shit what you did
in your past. I know you’re not a murderer. You’re just an idiot
who likes to get drunk and fight. All that’s done now. No more
barroom brawls. No more stupidity. Now the only fight is for
survival, and we’re in that one together. I don’t know about you,
but I’ve got a family back in Plattsburgh. Somehow, I need to get
back there and make sure they’re okay. From now on, no more
convict, no more cop. We are on the same team, and we’re going to
need each other to get out of here. Do you have any family?”
    Bunker paused for a
moment, “I got a kid. Little girl. She lives with her mom in South
Carolina. I haven’t seen her in years. I think she’s seven now.”
    Daniels moved around,
so he was standing face to face with Bunker, “Wouldn’t you like
to see her again? Just to know she’s all right?”
    “Do you think she’s
all right? I mean,” Bunker asked, “I don’t think I could handle
it if she turned into one of those things standing on the other side
of the door.”
    “Well, you will never
find out if you keep standing there feeling sorry for yourself. Now
man up and let’s do what’s got to be done. Pull yourself together
and come back upstairs. We’ll make a plan and save those scared
souls locked in that room upstairs. We’ll do it together.”
    Daniels reached out
with an open hand. Bunker took it and sealed their pact with a
handshake.
    The maze of stairs and
doors took the new duo almost as long to find their friends as it
took to find the Grand Central Terminal. Daniels knew they had found
it when he saw the dead zombies on the floor.
    “We’re almost
there, Bunker. They’re in the last door on the right.”
    When they got there,
Bunker gave the door a few light raps and whispered through the fist
hole in the middle of the door, “Open up, it’s us.”
    Hopeless faces stared
out as the door opened.
    “Did you find a way
out?” Cecilia asked.
    “Where are we, Corp?”
asked Cooper.
    They stepped inside and
re-secured the splintered door with the desk. All the eyes in the
room were on him. Daniels leaned against the desk and took in a deep
breath. He spoke as he released it, “Well, we’ve got some good
news and we’ve got some bad news. The good news is, we know where
we are. The bad news is, it appears the exit