Undead Advantage

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Chapter 12 
Chapter 13 
Chapter 14 
Chapter 15 
Chapter 16 
Chapter 17 
Chapter 18 
Chapter 19 
Chapter 20 
Chapter 21 
Chapter 22 
Chapter 23 
Chapter 24 
Chapter 25 
Chapter 26 
Chapter 27 
Chapter 28 
Chapter 29 
Chapter 30 
Chapter 31 
Chapter 32 
Chapter 33 

Hank and Juan's Story

Chapter 17

“You ever think we were being watched?”, asked Kevin to the men was sharing his watch with.

“Oh sure, yeah, all the time, I know they are out there. Not the dumb ones either, the smart ones, they are there, I can feel them.”, said Jeff.

Kevin liked Jeff, he was not bad for a know it all white guy in his 40’s. He had a beer gut or ‘pony keg’ where his belly should have been and the wife beater he was wearing in the cool night air was stained with sweat and Gatorade from the day’s work. He was about six feet tall and had brown hair, eyes and an unshaven face. He carried a pistol that looked pathetically small, tucked into his belt, no holster. When he spoke his eyes never left off scanning the houses and businesses across the street from them. “I know those fuckers are sizing us up, casing the joint, if you know what I mean. Only makes sense, the dumb ones stopped coming about midday yesterday, you think they left on their own? No way man, the smart ones, they called em back, I bet they are getting ready for an all out assault right now, probably hit us in the morning, or maybe at sunset tomorrow night. That is what I would do anyway.”

One of the other men made a ‘pah’ sound and Jeff looked up sharply, “Yeah, you don’t believe me Doug? You just wait and see then.”

A voice came back out of the dark, “Just watch Jeff, just watch, we don’t need to be keyed up anymore than we already are, okay? You get us all scared and we’ll end up blasting the next guy that comes around the corner and maybe it will be someone alive instead of a horde of zombies.”

“So? Don’t believe me hey? Care to put some money on it? I have a thousand dollars that says they attack at dawn.” Jeff retorted.

“Only a grand, sure I’ll see your kiddie bet, wanna throw in something useful, like our guns? I could use a spare.”

Jeff stammered a bit then said, “Naw, we can’t do that, I don’t want you unarmed when I win, even if I disagree with you.”

Mockingly, Doug’s voice came back, “Sure, sure Jeff, I understand.”

Kevin’s shift ended at sunrise, so he was looking forward to seeing who won the bet. He noticed movement on the rooftop on one of the corners, hissing he said, “You see that Jeff?” Kevin pointed at the building, “On the roof?”

In the pale light of the moon Jeff nodded, “Yeah I got it.”, louder he said, “Something on the roof on the corner, no BS, something moved.”

Voices came back softly, indicating they understood and for a few moments every eye was focused on the building’s roof, just when everyone started to look elsewhere again the movement came again, drawing them back in.

“See? I told ya a dawn attack, that is their scout!”, said Jeff.

“Jeff it ain’t dawn! Its like 3 am.”, retorted Doug from the darkness.

“Don’t mean nothing, they are getting ready to attack. Can anyone see anything?”

A chorus of ‘Nos’ came back.

No one noticed a shadow detach itself from the middle of the street and scramble over the barricade about halfway between the more heavily populated corners of the ‘wall’.



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