Life After The Undead (Book 1) (100 page)

I
frowned.
“I
still
think
you
’r
e
being
overly
cautious.
I
don
’t
think
Florida
will
send
anyone
to
attack
us.
It’s
been
a
week.
Don’t
you
think
they
would
have
sent
someone
by
now?”

He
shrugged.
“I
don
’t
know.
I
have
no
idea
what
kind
of
communications
they
have.
Did
you
find
anything
in
Liet’s
files
about
talking
to
The
Families?”

I
shook
my
head
and
rifled
through
some
files.
“There
were
some
random communications,
but
nothing
major.
Unless
he
did
things
secretly,
I think
we
should
keep
doing
things
the
same
way
we
have
been. If
we
keep
building
the
wall,
no
one
will
get
suspicious,
and
no
one
will
come
to
investigate.”

“Well,
even
if
they
do,
we
have
precautions.”
He
stood
from
the
desk
and
kissed
me
on
top
the
head.
“I’l
l
get
a
team
together
so
we
can
get
supplies.”

“You
know,
I’d
really
like
to
come
with
you.”

“I
know,
but
you
’r
e
in
no
shape
to
go.
Your
arm
is
still
in
a
sling.
I’ll
only
be
gone
for
a
couple
days.”

I
stood
and
threw
my
good
arm
around
his
neck.
I held
on
for a
few
minutes
before
kissing
him
on
the
mouth.
He
smiled,
then
left
the
courthouse.

***

Quinn
was
gone
for
two
days
when
the
first
envoy
from
Florida
showed
up.
The
East
Gate Guards
alerted
me
to
their
presence,
and
I
informed
them
to
let
them
pass.
I
waited
for
the
visitors
in
the
courthouse.
I
hoped
no
one
would
come
from
there,
but
a little
voice
at
the
back
of
my
brain
told
me
to
expect
it.
This
wasn
’t
normal.
Florida
never
sent
people
up
unless
they
were
workers. They
knew.
I
was
sure
of
it.
My
palms
started
to
sweat
and
my
stomach
knotted.
In
a
few
minutes, I
was
going
to
find
out
if
they
were
willing
to barter
or
if
they
were
coming
to
eradicate
the
entire
city.
They
didn
’t
know
about
Liet.
They
couldn
’t.
Perhaps
I
could
still
convince
them everything
was
all
right.
I
held
my
breath
as
the
door
opened.

Pam
escorted
three men
into
the
room.
I
recognized
one
of
them
as
Oliv
ia’s
personal
bodyguard.
He
nodded
as
they
approached
the
bench.

“What
can
I
do
for
you,
gentlemen?”
  I
leaned
forward
and
folded
my
hands
on
the
desk,
trying
to
portray
an
air
of
casualness
I
didn’t
feel.

“Mrs.
Johnson
expected
a
shipment
of
supplies
last
week.
When
she
didn’t
receive
it,
she
tried to
raise
Liet
on
the
radio,
but
no
one
answered.
She
sent
us
here
to
make
sure
everything
was all
right.”

My
stomach
knotted
even
further.
Olivia
knew
they
weren
’t
going
to
get
another
shipment
until
they
sent
up
the
engineers,
which
they
hadn’t
done.
Plus,
we
monitored
the
communications
the
entire
time
after
the
uprising,
and
nothing
had come
through
from
Florida.
My
suspicions
were
confirmed.
I
took
a
deep
breath.

“Liet’s
been
really
busy
lately.”
I
lowered
my
head,
acting
as
if
I
had
to
regain
my
composure.
“We
had
a little
incident.”

The
bodyguard
folded
his arms
across
his
chest.
“What
kind
of
incident?”

“A soldier,
some
crazed
soldier,
broke
into our
house
a
week
ago.
I
think
he
was
trying
to kill
Liet,
but I
was
the
only
one
home
at
the
time.
As
you
can
see, I
was
lucky,
but
not
lucky
enough.”
I
rubbed
my
shoulder.

The
man
clicked
his
tongue.
“Tha
t’s
awful.
What
happened
to
the
soldier?”

“I
don’t
know.
Liet
has
been
obsessed
with
finding
his
whereabouts.
He
doesn
’t
sleep
and
he
hardly
eats.
He
won
’t
rest
until
justice
is
served.”
I
pounded
my
fist
on
the
desk
for
emphasis.

The
man
nodded.
“I
understand.
Do
you
need
any
assistance
from
us?”

I set
my
jaw
and curtly
shook
my
head.
“No.
We
can
handle
it.
Thank
you.”
  I
sniffed.
“Is
there
anything
else
we
can
do
for
you?”

The
man
shook
his
head.
“No.
I
think
we
’v
e
got
all
the
information
we
need.”
  He
turned
to
leave.