The Renegades 2 Aftermath (A Post Apocalyptic Zombie Thriller) Read Online Free PDF Page B

he could see the pastor swear. For weeks he had been telling us that the guy swore but none of us bought it. The guy was as clean as a whistle. Every interaction with him was like greeting an angel. Specs was determined to prove it. That’s when the firecrackers were brought in. He hadn’t told us what he had planned that night and by the time we figured it out, it was too late.
    The pastor came out of his house, dropping f-bombs as if he thought it was World War Three.
    “This tastes a little funky but it’s not bad,” Baja said, shoveling another load of meat into his mouth.
    Baja, ah, he tended to not give a rat’s ass what anyone believed. He tossed around curse words like they were going out of fashion.
    I looked over at Ralphie. He looked down at his meal with disgust, his eyes flicked around the room. He shook his head.
    “Come now. It will give you sustenance, brother.”
    “I’m not your brother.”
    Isaac’s lip curled up. I hadn’t tasted the meat yet. I brought a piece up to my mouth. “You have livestock left?” I asked.
    “It’s frozen, leftovers since the outbreak.”
    “Lucky.” I was always one for a good steak. As I placed it in my mouth Ralphie was shaking his head slowly. I frowned as I began to chew.
    His eyes widened and then he came out with it. “Don’t swallow. It’s human.”
    I was in mid-chew when he said that. Our eyes fixed on each other. A chunk of chewed-up meat rolled out of Baja’s lips onto his plate. Isaac appeared to pay no attention. He continued eating his with little regard for what Ralphie had just blurted out. I placed my knife and fork down.
    “Problem?” Isaac asked.
    “What is this meat?” Dax asked.
    “Poultry.”
    “Don’t believe him. He keeps them below the barn.”
    “Keeps what?” Specs asked.
    “Ralphie, you do have a wild imagination. Perhaps that’s why you ran.”
    “I ran because you killed my brother.”
    “But didn’t you say your father did that?”
    I didn’t know what to believe anymore. Ralphie got up and tried to leave but one of the men got in front of him.
    “Get out of the way, Peter.”
    “Ralphie, please, come sit down,” Isaac said. “You are being rude.”
    Dax wasn’t liking this. Neither were we, especially since our weapons were out of reach. One by one we dropped cutlery onto the plates. Isaac wiped his mouth and tossed his rag down.
    “Now I try to be nice. Give you a meal and —”
    “I think it’s time we leave,” Dax said cutting him off.
    Isaac gave a nod to two of his men and they pulled their assault rifles up. We might as well have been caught with our pants around our ankles. I pressed my back against the table and took a hold of a knife without anyone seeing. I slipped it up my sleeve just as several more of his men moved in and grabbed each of us. We tried to resist but there were too many. We were thrown to the ground and zip-tied. With our hands behind our backs they marched us out of the hall and led us down the street. It was getting dark outside. Snow was coming down heavy. This had all been a bad idea, but how were we to know? Yes, everyone was a potential threat but they hadn’t kicked up a fuss until Ralphie spoke out. And what, were we meant to believe someone who had tried to steal our truck? What was his deal anyway? Who were these people? I had questions that needed answers but right now I just wanted to know where we were going.
    “Put them in the store for now. We’ll deal with them later.”
    They led us up to a store that had blacked-out windows. No lights were on outside so I couldn’t see the name of the store, however, I knew the second they tossed us inside what it was. The light from outside reflected off a few tall objects.
    It was a sex shop. Baja burst out laughing. “Anyone fancy a fuck before we die?” he said.
    “Oh shut up,” Izzy said.
    Each of us found a place. Specs leaned up against the counter. Izzy, Jess, and Caitlin sat on the floor. Dax immediately went