Life After The Undead (Book 2): Death To The Undead - Plot & Excerpts
Especially when I thought the crowd would turn into a lynch mob and scream for my head. Quinn tried to make me feel better. He told me the people of North Platte knew what they were getting into when they rebelled, and in the back of my mind, I knew he was right. But he wasn’t the one on the podium. He wasn’t the one delivering the bad news. The one thing I hoped was that with my arm still in a sling, the workers would feel sorry for me. The crowd gathered in the high school gym. I stood on a soap box in the middle of the basketball court, facing the bleachers with a bullhorn in my hand. As I stared at the crowd, I tried to pinpoint the men and women I thought would rush me first. I cleared my throat and brought the bullhorn to my mouth. “First of all, I would like to thank you all for coming.” My voice cracked through the mouthpiece. Thankfully, the horn covered the majority of my face. My cheeks and ears turned red.
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