Vince wasn't in the mood to argue with the guy.
“Like I never thought of that, you ass! Just friggin' go! This thing is not under my control. It's not my fault.” He knew it wasn't good to blame someone else for his problem, but he wasn't taking the fall for what was obviously a glitch. The sooner the block captain knew, the sooner he'd be off the hook for whatever followed.
Drew moved to the open cell door, but still watched the screen.
“If you don't get the captain right this second, it's going to be your fault this thing got capped. Comprende, amigo?”
Drew ran out of the cell with hot feet.
On the screen, the interference got worse. The audio feed went out first, but the visual feed dropped a few seconds later. It wasn't the typical headshot because those dropped the feed and the system went dark at the same time.
This was something else.
He came to the conclusion something cut the signal, but the zombie was almost certainly still standing where it was. Assuming it wasn't shot dead right away, it would probably try to find the nearest person and kill them.
Vince thought about the implications of that and decided he didn't really care. The people who put him in prison were out there. Maybe that zombie would kill one of them for him. He suddenly found himself wishing it all the best in that effort.
“I guess you're free,” he mumbled into the mic.
A new voice punched through the interference for just a second. “Mother?”
“Hello?” Vince replied.
Static.
He stared into the blank screen for another sixty seconds until the block captain and the warden ran into Vince's cell. The little bastard brought them both to cover his own ass.
Vince spun around in his chair to face the music.
He figured he'd soon be free, too.
About the Author
E.E. Isherwood is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of the Sirens of the Zombie Apocalypse series. His long-time fascination with the end of the world blossomed decades ago after reading the 1949 classic Earth Abides. Zombies allow him to observe how society breaks down in the face of such withering calamity.
Isherwood lives in St. Louis, Missouri with his wife and family. He stays deep in a bunker with steepled fingers, always awaiting the arrival of the first wave of zombies.
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How about a short story explaining a little more about Preston, the guy wrapped in chain-link stuck in the back of Dave's truck? I put his story on my zombiebooks.net website exclusively for finders of this hidden page!
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