Carson and his team were waiting to take Patricia in.Jared made an attempt to follow them into the facility but a look from Adam was enough to stop him.His daughter was not as sensitive as her father, of course.She cried, screamed, and cursed as they were taking her mother away.Maddy was glad to do everyone a favour by shutting her up.With a sharp slap to the face that made a resounding cracking sound that shut Gwen up fast enough, she smiled and declared loudly, “We are going to be best friends.”No one gave the spoilt brat a second look, where she crumpled with a sharp yelp.Her father was too busy staring after his unconscious, undead wife.Those who had stopped to watch the entire thing unfold got back to training and their activities.Soon enough, those training dispersed, and Adam talked to them again.They made arrangements to secure all the perimeters of the property as best as they could.Adam had another meeting with the chemists who were working on the destructive chem
With bated breaths and apprehension, everyone was on alert.The men with the silencer-fitted guns were ready to shoot once the zombies got too close.Those with clubs and various other fighting tools were ready to strike as well.Contrary to the people’s thoughts at first, the airplanes were not heading straight for the house.Oh, they came a bit close to it but not too close.Then they started descending.Adam, who was quietly on his way to join the men at the treehouse at this time, gauged the area where the aeroplanes were descending to be around the area where they landed the helicopter when they first arrived.The zombies were coming closer now, snarling nastily as it seemed they were increasing in numbers."It is going to be a tough one if they head for the house instead." Adam thought in anxiety.Just as he climbed up the treehouse stairway while crouching to keep out of sight, he realised that the zombies were totally ignoring the house.He opened the door to meet the wide-eye
It was like an inferno.He could see the zombies trying to disperse like headless chickens.Each of them had consuming flames on them.The fire was making no sound and Adam was sure that nobody had lit a match from the aeroplane.Yet it was burning furiously.Adam had never seen the magnitude of such a fire before.His phone rang and he picked it up.“Is everyone okay?” he asked automatically.“Yes, all is well here. Did you see that? They fired up those monsters.” Layla said it with a bit of excitement in her voice.“Not your regular fire, I can assure you,” Adam muttered almost to himself. “Then he said, “Make sure nobody gets it in their head to explore. What caused that fire could have an adverse effect.”“Oh, they are not going anywhere.”At this point, Adam’s mind was hardly on the zombies, who were screeching and groaning in pain as they breathed their last.It focused more on the occupants of the aeroplanes.“Where the hell did they go? Did they leave?”Two minutes passed and
The familiar agal on the man’s head pricked Adam’s memory.Same as the impeccably white ankle-length robe that made it seem like the man was coming from a different planet.To think someone could find the time and luxury to dress impeccably in such a situation was beyond Adam.All recognition ended with the shawl-like clothing on the man’s head that the black, double-roped agal was holding in place, though.Adam still couldn’t recognise the man.He was sure of one thing, though: unless Ameer had done plastic surgery, the man in front of him was not the haughty man who had almost killed him in Maradoit.Yes, they dress the same way. Well, at least Adam felt all Arab men traditionally dressed the same way.“See there. I see the confusion. I am hurt, though but it is fine. I am Ilyas,” the man said in amusement as he saw the blank look on Adam's face.“Il…Ilyas!” Adam said it a bit loudly as it finally dawned on him. Ilyas was the head bodyguard for Ameer.At least that was what Adam ha
“Why didn’t you say something?” “Because I didn’t want everyone to be disappointed if it didn’t work out.”“That makes sense,” Layla answered. Then, “Still, you could have told me. At least then I would have been prepared, instead of gaping like a fool.”Adam lowered his head to look at her.Her face was impassive as she looked back at him and Adam couldn’t read her.“Are you angry?” he asked, just to be sure.“No, I am not,” Layla said automatically. “I would have loved to know beforehand, though. No secrets, remember?”“Yes,” Adam answered. “I am sorry,” he said before he kissed her.She yielded to the kiss, and they stayed locked together for a moment before she opened her eyes, and looked back at the sky where they had been gazing earlier before she spoke.“They are gone,” she said against Adam’s lips.Adam moved back from her embrace and turned so that he could see the sky as well.“So they are. And it seemed we wouldn’t be having any company soon,” he said as he listened as far
The lack of a suitable means of transportation was the main reason why Adam had been ignoring the urge to go back to check on his people in Maradoit.But now that there was a fully-fueled airplane, Adam knew he couldn’t ignore the urge anymore.Though he was in touch with them every day and they kept him on board with everything going on, Adam needed to see his family.He also needed to bring Lisa to Sydney.Now that he and Layla had decided that it would be better to leave the centre right where it was instead of packing things up and moving.After he had meetings with everyone that afternoon where they discussed how they would get started on tilling the land and choosing the appropriate seeds for the season, Adam knew that things around here could run for a while even without his presence.Moreover, he suspected that Layla would rather stay in Sydney than come with him to Maradoit for a return trip.Though they hadn’t discussed it, as he saw her settle comfortably into the role of b
Adam got back to the house to find out that Molly had woken up."Finally,” he thought to himself, even as he dreaded the conversation he would have with the young lady.He wished he wouldn’t have to do it but then Carson was waiting.As much as Adam was sure that the man wouldn’t let anything affect his professionalism, he doubted that the man would be able to concentrate for long if he did not get any tangible news about his granddaughter soon.Adam had not deliberately kept the matter from Cason just because he wanted to; he just wanted to be sure it was what the lady would want.After all, it was not his story to tell.The doctor greeted Adam and quickly left the room in order to ensure their privacy.The young lady, whom Adam could now see a bit of her grandfather in, had her eyes closed as he came in.Adam knew she was aware that he was in the room, though.Her supposed relaxed pose was far from relaxed at all.She was wound up like a string box on the bed, where she had her knee
Damn right, he was right! Adam thought in anger.What the hell have they been feeding this girl?“Who told you that?” Adam asked as lightly as he could.“The man who made them take me to that place”Motherfucking Watson.“Oh, I see,” Adam said as he tried to process how to give her the news.Then she said in a dejected voice, “Can you do something for me, please?” “What is that?”“I didn’t want to wake up. I told her but she wouldn’t help me.”“The doctor?” “Yes.” Molly nodded. Then she looked towards the door before she continued, “Please help me.”“Help you with what?” Adam asked in the same conspiratorial whisper she was using at the moment.“Help me take this pain away. Help me go away. I promise not to be a bother,” she said, closing her eyes and blinking back tears before she continued, “I just want to join Gramps, Sister Margaret, and the others. I don’t want to live like this.”Adam couldn’t believe an eighteen-year-old could be talking about suicide so calmly. He wished he