Resurgence: Green Fields book 5 by Adrienne Lecter Page A

we do, if we’re still here when they reach us, we’re toast.”
    “Run?” he suggested, snapping his own harness on.
    “Run,” I agreed.
    As soon as the engine roared alive, heads all over turned. My left leg protested vehemently as I stepped on the pedal, but I ignored it, kicking the car into reverse. The back bumper hit something, the entire car rocking as I backed right over it. As soon as I had enough room in front, I sent the Rover forward, accelerating as quickly as I dared. We tore out of the parking lot with a swerve around a bunch of zombies that were coming for us, narrowly avoiding most of them. One came right at me, but I plowed through it, wincing when the resulting bump shook not just the car but every single bone in my body. My vision went hazy with pain but I blinked until I could see the road properly again. A little more swerving around and we were in the open. Flooring the pedal, I sent the car into the dark night, praying that I hadn’t misjudged just how well I could see. The zombies fell away behind us, first from view, and finally that buzzing in my head stopped as well. I went another five miles before I allowed myself to relax, and finally slowed down to a less than breakneck speed, the plains around us coming into focus again.
    I heard Nate exhale beside me, making me guess that I hadn’t been the only one not quite convinced of the soundness of our plan. Glancing over to him, I smiled weakly, but was sure that it got lost in the darkness of the car.
    “Think that was it?” I asked, still a little winded.
    Looking over his shoulder, he checked with his scope through the rear window before he nodded. “Let’s hope so.” I relaxed a little more, feeling a hint of elation slither through my exhaustion. Of course it was just like him to break the spell when he turned back to me and asked, “And now you tell me how exactly you knew that they were coming for us.”
    I could have lied, but I didn’t really see much sense in that. As it was, things couldn’t get much freakier than they already were.
    “I felt them,” I admitted after a long pause. “First one, coming from the back, then another down the road. I think they’re what’s left of the streak that hit Harristown.”
    The look on Nate’s face was grim as I chanced a glance at him, trying to gauge his reaction. I hadn’t really expected him to freak out, but he still looked surprisingly disturbed. His tone was wry as he replied. “Guess that means we have our destination cut out for us already.” At my questioning grunt, he shrugged. “Remember that tech we recovered from that zombie? As far as I remember, we left it at the Silo. And that’s exactly where we’re going now.”

Chapter 6

    I had no idea how far we made it until I had to stop, too exhausted to go on. It was still dark outside, and we must have been on the move for at least two hours. Nate didn’t protest when I simply let the Rover roll to a stop and cut the engine. Cool air streamed in through the open windows—something I definitely could get used to, but still had to stop being paranoid about as well. We were in the middle of nowhere, close to a small rise that would hopefully hide our silhouette except from something standing right next to us. It was a quiet night, but the sounds of nocturnal animals going about their business let us know what we’d already guessed—we were all alone out here. Or rather, what Nate guessed. My mind wasn’t exactly capable of grasping details anymore. My leg was killing me, and while I didn’t exactly have cramps in my lower abdomen, that entire area didn’t feel too good, either. Punching that zombie in the face hadn’t helped the residual bruises on my chest, all but invisible as they were. Getting shot, not an experience that bore repeating any time soon. My temperature was down but I felt as if I was burning up again, paranoia making me twice as jumpy than I had a reason to be. Agitation and exhaustion where