When I got to the steps I saw that Taff’s idea hadn’t been so crazy after all. There was a small boat tethered to a floating dock. It was the only one there but is was easily big enough for all of us and our captive. ‘Get on,’ he shouted, leaping on board. I was next, followed by Si, who allowed his prisoner to catch up with him, sidestepped her in one fluid move as she lunged to bite him and then kicked her in the back, knocking her onto the deck. He was on top of her before she get back to her feet, restraining her with his boot on her throat, while the others followed us onto our ark. The infected were teeming down the steps behind us as Taff untied the last of the ropes and pushed us away from the dock. They piled onto the floating pier and stood there, wailing and moaning in the unison of some hellish choir. We still didn’t have any power and Taff went to the wheelhouse to see if he could start us up. There was no key and we began to float down river without any control. He searched around and found the box where the electrics were held and then smashed it open with his rifle. Inside were several wires.
