Cold trail
"no! We're not joining you. We're better off alone"
I lean back in the old wooden chair
"You sure? I mean...are you really sure?"
"We're not joining you"
I sigh
"Alright! Suit yourselves"
Standing up from the table. I start to walk away, thinking of ways I could rob their supplies from them. But then, out of the blue, I get stopped by William
"Wait, what does your group even do?"
I slowly turn around, a faint grin growing on my face as I look at the rugged leader
"Like the name states, we hunt. We stalk for our food, and get it at the right moment"
Turning away from William, I head to the front door. As I pick up my rifle and gun. I look back at them, that grin still glued to my face
"Well...I ought to be leaving. You all have a good day now."
I open the wooden door and walk out, feeling the cold air blow against my body as I head past the broken-down van. It had been weeks since I last came across a group, it would've been a month had I waited another day to confront Williams's group. I run over to my parked truck and get in, diving away from our next target. The road is long and tiring. But the fact that we found ourselves food keeps me wide awake.
"Issac, you there?"
I pick up the walkie-talkie from the stained cup holders
"Hello! Who is this?"
A voice chuckles over the small talkie
"It's Nate you dumbass!"
"Oh, sorry I didn't recognize your voice"
Nate scuffs
"We've been friends for years and you still don't recognize my voice?"
"That's not something that important to me. Besides, I have a hard time remembering things. You know that!"
"Yeah, yeah I get it"
I pause, staring at the long road in silence
"How's my wife doing?"
"She's resting. Tried giving her my food, but she refused to take it"
I chuckle
"Yeah, trust me your not the only one who she refused food from"
"And before you even ask, yes. She's in a room away from the rest of the group"
"Okay, you know why I do that right? I don't trust some of the people we got in our group"
"I don't get why you don't trust them"
I sigh
"Cause some of them were jailed convicts. Men who did fucked up shit before those nukes dropped!"
"Issac, you got my word. I won't let them do a damn thing to Molly. Hell, I'm outside the room she's sleeping in"
Turning right. I ride into a trashed road, running over chunks of debris as I gain closer to our camp
"Did you get to that group yet?"
"Yeah, they're camping out in an old neighborhood"
"Who's the leader?"
YOU ARE READING
REBORN VOL TWO
Tajemnica / ThrillerEmma and her fellow survivors have just figured out how to live; however, to their dismay, they find more hardships to overcome. This is volume two of the series Reborn, if you'd like to read the first volume find the book labeled "Reborn"