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"Don't touch me!"
"I thought."
"No you didn't."
Lani watched the pain shoot up Neddy's arm and into his face. She let go
of her palm grip on him and rolled up onto her feet.
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"Guess you're not interested."
He sighed, hugging his injured hand. "I'm not going to be much of a shooter
with a crippled hand." She smiled happily and struck his shoulder with the
flat edge of her hand numbing it with the blow. "Feeling will come back in
a couple of minutes. I just hope yours don't. I'm not a party girl."
She'd allowed him
to lead the way deeper into the building. He'd taken her into one of the
hotel rooms and in the darkness, made his advances. She sat back down on
the bed as she heard him move to the other one. Coming here was a good plan
although done on impulse.
Hunting two people
in the maze of hundreds of rooms at night would take forever as long as the
two of them were careful. Of course, there was the problem of food. For the
moment, though, they were safe as they were going to get unless the fire
got out of control.
"Why'd you do it?"
Neddy asked.
"You're insurance."
"For what?" He
was curious.
"I want time ...
and you're going to give that to me. I want out of here, but I'm not ready
yet."
The thought intrigued
him. He hadn't thought of there being anything other than the organization,
and look what had happened to it. He didn't feel ashamed of falling apart
there on the balcony nor of what he'd wanted here in the darkness. What was
left? It was dreams that got you killed. Still, he was curious.
"What do you want
me to do?"
"Just do what you
do best, Neddy."
They were quiet
then, each going deep in themselves, cuddled inside the darkness. It didn't
pay to think about life before the collapse. It was enough to be warm and
have a full belly. If you were lucky, you thought about where the cache of
food and meager supplies was hidden and wondered if anyone would find it
before you did.
"You hear it?"
"Yeah, I'm
awake."
"Let's go."
The mob had
dogs and torches. The rats in the building were slowing them down and making
the dogs noisy. Neddy felt dizzy. It seemed like he'd barely fallen asleep.
"We going into the air shaft?" He'd heard Lani preparing the escape route
just before he'd slumbered.
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"Unless you have a better
idea." She sounded irritated. He handed up their supplies and followed them
up as the men and dogs came into their hallway. He heard the sound of one
of them kicking a dog in the side before it could chase after another rat.
Things were not going well at all for chaos. Neddy helped Lani move the panel
back into place and they both waited.
With nothing else
to do, they took turns sleeping until the thin rays of sunlight broke through
the grill. It would make it harder getting away. It seemed like the entire
mob of foragers were taking up residence inside the hotel. Lani turned and
began crawling through the airspace past the wail of infants and mothers.
She was on edge, wondering if she'd made the right decision after all.
This time the rats
squealed on them, literally. Neddy had moved ahead as they struggled past
the elevator shaft. Armed guards were checking the outlet or Lani had planned
on moving down a few levels.
Their knees and
hands were cut and bruised from crawling through the steel passage ways.
Neddy had turned a corner and there was a nest. He couldn't back out fast
enough but once he turned the corner Lani was in the way and the elevator
shaft just behind them.
The squealing of
the enraged rats, inflamed by the scent of blood, echoed down to where the
hunters were.
"Go tell Cheeta'
We got them!"
Lani dropped down
almost on top of one of their heads, immediately swinging a powerful kick
against his chest. The man struggled to catch his breath as he raised an
old fashioned machete to protect himself. The other guard had taken the hint
and was racing down the long corridor screaming his head off.
"Let him go." Neddy
nodded at the man facing Lani as he landed down beside her with a rat still
clinging to his arm. Using the stock of his rifle like a club, he swung it
up against the downward racing machete and Lani stepped in to snap the man's
neck with a quick twist of her hands.
Neddy picked up
the machete and butchered the still clinging rat.
"It's nothing.
Let's go." He wrapped his torn shirt sleeve tightly around the swollen bite,
keeping the dead rat for a future quickly cooked meal.
The sound of racing
footsteps was coming from both ends of the hall. They looked at each other
and grinned. "Time for another dead man's bluff." Neddy nodded. They hoisted
the corpse up and tossed it down the elevator shaft waiting for the sound
of bullets.
"Nothing. Let's
go."
"You first..."
Neddy griped his bad arm and wondered if he'd be able to hold on to the cabling.
In spite of wrapping it, his arm and hand was sticky with blood.
"We're going down
all the way."
He nodded and followed
her, not daring to look down. He wrapped his legs around the inch thick cable
and used his boots for brakes to keep from striking Lani as they slid noiselessly
down past level after level until they finally landed on top of the elevator
itself in the basement.
They looked up
just in time to see the vague outline of hunters highlighted several floors
above. It was too dark where Neddy and Lani were to be seen.
"Can you get it?"
Neddy whispered in the gloom as Lani tugged with her bare hands at the top
of the elevator emergency latch.
"It's frozen. Help
me." She moved aside to let the big man reach down between her arms with one
powerful hand and together they yanked.
Dust flew up as
the emergency door came loose. They were both down inside staring at the
closed elevator doors that kept them imprisoned in the box. Bullets were
winging down and richoting above them. Once again, Neddy used his muscle
to pry the doors sullenly open with the end of his barrel. Lani slipped through,
dragging the supplies she'd managed to carry with her. Desperately she searched
and found an old hat rack and wedged it in the doorway as Neddy pushed underneath
it into freedom.
"Where are we?"
"I don't know,
but we're alone."
Neddy turned back
and kicked the hat rack away as Lani looked around them.
"See anything?"
"No. Shhhh... Listen."
Water was moving
somewhere around them. A lot of water. Neddy leaned back against the cold
cement wall as Lani fought open one of the bags and dug out matches. The
tiny light flared up creating instant shadows.
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"Give me you shirt."
Neddy whispered.
"You would
think of that, brave man." But she complied, taking off her shirt and balling
it along with his around the end of Neddy's rifle barrel for a makeshift
torch. Several old trucks were parked in well kept rows next to a dock. The
water swirled waist high as they slipped down into it. It was cold but they
barely felt the current. With the makeshift torch overhead, Lani led the
way, following the current, whispering against her bare midriff.
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