Dawn Of The Apocalypse: A Zombie Apocalypse Novel - Plot & Excerpts
Dawn of the Apocalypse Chapter 27 "Stop touching my butt," I shouted. Vince was carrying me over his shoulder. They'd immediately bound my wrists behind my back, before tying my legs above the knee and at my ankles. The balding bastard leading them was more than happy to toss me over his shoulder and play with my ass as he walked. I'd learned in the short time of my captivity that he was Vince Mahan and the other three were his sons: Tanner, Nolan, and Jack. The boys all looked to be in their early twenties, while Vince had to be mid-forties. All four of them were big, burly, and strong. Tanner, the eldest son, was the long blonde, with the others having very dark brown hair. All wore long beards. My first thought was they were stereotypical hillbillies. Yeah, I was hearing dueling banjos in my head. Not comforting at all. "She's a fighter, pa," Jack said. "Are there any more like you back home?" I lifted my head to give him a steely gaze through tousled hair. He snorted a laugh. Jack was the youngest, yet still had a full beard. Like the others, he was dressed in full hunter's camo, complete with a floppy camo hat. They must've trudged through those forested mountains for an hour. We had to be deep in the Chattanooga National Forest. I couldn't image anyone coming to look for me there. Still, that was my only hope. "You know my friends will come looking for me," I threatened them. "They're all ex-military.
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