I thought it was interesting seeing, once I had stopped shooting, what my graduating classes reaction was to the sound of gunfire. They did pretty good. Most of them immediately ran for cover and drew their weapons. I was so impressed that I realized it might be smart of me to say something so I didn't get shot. So I yelled "US Marshall! It's over people." I walked over to Sledge just to make sure he was dead. He was. It would have been a miracle if he wasn't but if anyone would have a spark of life left it would have been him. It was weird but I kind of liked him. To bad he went over to the dark side somewhere along the line. I was getting ready to start looking for his truck keys when the security team arrived with weapons drawn and yelling "Drop your weapons now!"
I looked at them and said "Fuck you. US Marshall serving a warrant. Point them muzzles in another direction before I jam them up your asses. Better yet, secure the area and get them people moving." Then I went back to looking for the truck keys. He had them in his front pocket. I hit the emergency button on the clicker and the truck with the light bar and goodies started talking. I shut it up and pocketed them. When I got back on my feet and looked around the security team was moving people on. A couple was complaining about the blood all over the Prius and I saw Sherri and her escort standing not to far away staring at the bodies. I yelled to the security team which had doubled in size to put the bodies in the back of my new truck and walked over to her.
"Hey Sherri"
"Hi Gardener." She had greeted me but she wasn't looking at me. She was totally focused on the dead guys.
"Sherri." No response so I said it again softer "Sherri."
"What?" She looked at me and looked away just as quick.
I kept my voice low and soft and ignored her escort who was staring daggers at me "You want to to shoot them before they throw them into the back of the truck? Kick them maybe?"
Now I had her attention. "Why?"
"Might make you feel better?" I was starting to feel like an idiot.
"I'm fine. Nothing happened. Nothing." She was smiling way to brightly at me.
I looked at her escort, back at her, and said "Sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. You take care now." I touched my hat and left. I made it two paces when I heard her say "Thank you" I didn't stop but I did hesitate for a heartbeat.
They were chucking Greasy Ink into the back of the new truck when a lieutenant decided to get in my face, offically rather than personally.
"Marshall"
"Yeah?"
"The base commander would like to see you in his office in exactly one hour. Plus I will need you to fill out an incident report and provide us with a copy of the warrant you were serving."
I looked at him. I wasn't really all that much older than him in years but I felt lifetimes older right then.
"No problem Lieutenant. I'll get right on it."
"Thank you sir" and he was gone but not before yelling at the body loaders "Lets move men. The Marshall has somewhere he has to be!"
He looked back at me for approval and I gave him a lame ass salute that was more of a wave than anything else. He loved it. What a ass kisser I thought.
I walked over to my truck where they had just finished chucking my kills into the back and told the Corporal who was in charge "thanks."
"No problem Marshall." He dropped his voice "Good shooting. We heard what those assholes did. Sorry to draw on you like we did but..you know... it's procedure and people were watching."
I slapped him on the shoulder and told him "Yeah. I know. We're good."
I got in the cab, it was a crew cab, and it stunk of sweat, booze, and reefer. I guess passing the urinalysis test wasn't a job requirement in their line of work. It turned over nicely and I drove out of the parking lot on to the field and headed for the tree line were I had left Zane and Woof. I pulled up so the passenger side door was facing the woods and got out leaving the engine running.
Zane was good. He didn't pop out of the woods when he saw me coming. Instead he stayed back inside the tree line until I called his name.
"I heard shooting."
"Yeah. That was me."
I opened both passenger side doors and told Woof "You're in the back fuzz brain." Woofs nostrils were flaring and as soon as he got in he was looking out the back window.
"C'mon kid. We got to roll."
He didn't see the bodies because he was too short. With the crew cab seating he couldn't see them either. So the first words out of his mouth were "Did you kill Sledge and them others?"
"Yep."
"Good. They were bad people."
"And now they're dead people."
"So do we go find my Mom now?"
"Buckle up and hold on."
The truck had been setup to run law enforcement lights and I hit them. Then I hit the gas, whipped the wheel, leaving some ugly tire marks on the carefully mowed grass of the field and we rolled. I blew through the gate at twice the posted speed limit and flipped the guards off as we went past. Zane and I were laughing our asses off and Woof was slobbering all over the back window. Life was good.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
American Apocalypse IV - Chapter 12a - by Nova
I went over to my truck, got in, slouched down behind the wheel and waited. The sun was up and the dog shit had warmed up enough to release a subtle bouquet into the summer air. After awhile I almost didn't notice it. I dozed for a bit in the sun and woke up as my class began filing into the chairs for their graduation. Once again I had missed my graduation ceremony. I snickered and told myself "The more things change the more they remain the same." I noticed that Sherri had indeed shown up but sat as far as possible from Sledge who when he noticed her, smiled and waved at her. Damn, you got to admire a sensitive lug like that. I would kill him last.
Everyone from my class had reclaimed their weapons. It was interesting to see the change in how they carried themselves now. Well god may have created us but firearms made us all almost equal. I hoped Sherri wouldn't go off and drill them before I had a chance. I wasn't the only one who had thought of that. She a woman in camo with her who was there as much for moral support as to make sure she didn't go off on anyone and ruin the event.
The base commander spoke from his podium draped in the red, white and blue. His voice carried well, I could hear what he was telling them which was nothing unexpected. It was your basic welcome to the team, better days are coming, together we can make a difference speech. Then again what else was he going to say? I doubt if "We're glad you decided to join the firepower team. Give us your hearts and souls and we'll make sure you get enough to eat most days?" was considered politically correct. Actually, when I thought about it, that's all anyone could promise now.
He finished up and sat down behind the podium and some other numbnut in uniform told them they were great and remember that freedom was never free! Then they were dismissed. A couple of yo ho's actually threw their hats in the air.
I watched Sledge and the boys move in a wedge towards the parking lot. The two assholes behind him were laughing and looking back at Sherri. She was watching them and I saw her escort reach out, grab her sleeve, and say something fast to her. I stretched, opened the door and dropped down to the ground. I walked around the front of the truck in a wide arc so I when I stopped I was standing in the center of the lane that Sledge and his boys were walking up. He saw me and stopped on a dime. The two fools he had teamed up with weren't as fast and one of them walked up his back. I thought it was pretty funny Sledge didn't. He reached behind him and tossed Pockmark about six paces to the side of him.
When I was sitting in the truck I had thought about what I was going to say or if I was even going to bother to say anything. I knew I had to work "I have a warrant for your arrest" in there somewhere. I really wanted to say that.
"Hey Sledge...ladies." I touched my hat brim.
"Get out of the way Gardener."
Sledge wasn't in the mood it seemed for the formalities. Greasy Ink laughed and said "Look at the asshole. You think this is a fucking movie cowboy?"
He quit laughing a microsecond later when his face exploded. I shot Pockmark in the throat a twitch after that. He had bad skin but good reflexes. Just not good enough. He wasn't dead yet but he was pumping blood in a very impressive manner. He stumbled over to a Prius, and draped himself over it. Sledge just stood there and looked at me.
"I got a warrant for your arrest Sledge."
"It doesn't have to be this way Gardener. I had a feeling something was up when they didn't give me my HK. You know we would make a ..."
He was smiling again and moving very slowly towards me. I shot him in the left knee cap. He screamed and went down on his good knee.
"You okay big guy?"
Through gritted teeth he told me "Fuck you. Jesus it hurts. Help me." He reached out his arm to me and tried to smile.
I laughed. "Don't worry Sledge. I called the doctor." Then I shot him in the mouth. That smiling shit was getting on my nerves.
Everyone from my class had reclaimed their weapons. It was interesting to see the change in how they carried themselves now. Well god may have created us but firearms made us all almost equal. I hoped Sherri wouldn't go off and drill them before I had a chance. I wasn't the only one who had thought of that. She a woman in camo with her who was there as much for moral support as to make sure she didn't go off on anyone and ruin the event.
The base commander spoke from his podium draped in the red, white and blue. His voice carried well, I could hear what he was telling them which was nothing unexpected. It was your basic welcome to the team, better days are coming, together we can make a difference speech. Then again what else was he going to say? I doubt if "We're glad you decided to join the firepower team. Give us your hearts and souls and we'll make sure you get enough to eat most days?" was considered politically correct. Actually, when I thought about it, that's all anyone could promise now.
He finished up and sat down behind the podium and some other numbnut in uniform told them they were great and remember that freedom was never free! Then they were dismissed. A couple of yo ho's actually threw their hats in the air.
I watched Sledge and the boys move in a wedge towards the parking lot. The two assholes behind him were laughing and looking back at Sherri. She was watching them and I saw her escort reach out, grab her sleeve, and say something fast to her. I stretched, opened the door and dropped down to the ground. I walked around the front of the truck in a wide arc so I when I stopped I was standing in the center of the lane that Sledge and his boys were walking up. He saw me and stopped on a dime. The two fools he had teamed up with weren't as fast and one of them walked up his back. I thought it was pretty funny Sledge didn't. He reached behind him and tossed Pockmark about six paces to the side of him.
When I was sitting in the truck I had thought about what I was going to say or if I was even going to bother to say anything. I knew I had to work "I have a warrant for your arrest" in there somewhere. I really wanted to say that.
"Hey Sledge...ladies." I touched my hat brim.
"Get out of the way Gardener."
Sledge wasn't in the mood it seemed for the formalities. Greasy Ink laughed and said "Look at the asshole. You think this is a fucking movie cowboy?"
He quit laughing a microsecond later when his face exploded. I shot Pockmark in the throat a twitch after that. He had bad skin but good reflexes. Just not good enough. He wasn't dead yet but he was pumping blood in a very impressive manner. He stumbled over to a Prius, and draped himself over it. Sledge just stood there and looked at me.
"I got a warrant for your arrest Sledge."
"It doesn't have to be this way Gardener. I had a feeling something was up when they didn't give me my HK. You know we would make a ..."
He was smiling again and moving very slowly towards me. I shot him in the left knee cap. He screamed and went down on his good knee.
"You okay big guy?"
Through gritted teeth he told me "Fuck you. Jesus it hurts. Help me." He reached out his arm to me and tried to smile.
I laughed. "Don't worry Sledge. I called the doctor." Then I shot him in the mouth. That smiling shit was getting on my nerves.
American Apocalypse IV - Chapter 12 - by Nova
Morning came soon enough. I woke up wishing the crows had come to me. I would have liked to have seen Night. We had slept a hundred yards from the truck under a tree. We had too. The damn dog shit in the back was still pretty rank. I had opened the cab, grabbed the M-16 and our bedrolls, then we walked upwind until we were good.
Zane was already awake. He asked me "What are we going to do for breakfast Gardener?"
"Go hungry."
I had spotted a real nice diesel crew cab truck with a light bar and all the other goodies parked down from us. I had a feeling I knew who it belonged to. We sat there watching the sun come up and I amused myself for awhile trying to match cars with their owners in the lot. I was pretty sure that Sherri drove the Subaru with the COEXIST bumper sticker. The location of the graduation ceremony was no mystery. We were about a thousand paces from it. It was going to take place in front of the main building next to the shrine. From the number of chairs that had been setup it was not going to be packed. I watched some camo clad unfortunates do the setup and wheel a podium out while what had to be an NCO supervised.
"All right people, lets mount up."
Zane looked at me puzzled and said "G. It's just me and Woof."
"Yeah. I know. Just go with it kid. Okay?"
He muttered "Okay."
I stood up and looked around. "Okay Zane. This is what I want you to do. You see the tree line across from us?"
"Yes."
"I want you to take the 16, Woof, and your gear and find a place to sit just inside it." He opened his mouth to say something and I cut him off "No. We do it like I say." I dug into various pockets and gave him all the gold, silver, and script I had left. "Here hold on to this. If something happens to me find Sherri. She will look out for you. Tell her about Freya. My guess is she might know some Burners."
"You're coming back...right?"
I was touched. He actually looked worried. I laughed and told him "Oh yeah. I'm coming back. This is just standard operating procedure." I cuffed him lightly upside the head. "Don't worry. Now go." They went and I forgot about them.
Zane was already awake. He asked me "What are we going to do for breakfast Gardener?"
"Go hungry."
I had spotted a real nice diesel crew cab truck with a light bar and all the other goodies parked down from us. I had a feeling I knew who it belonged to. We sat there watching the sun come up and I amused myself for awhile trying to match cars with their owners in the lot. I was pretty sure that Sherri drove the Subaru with the COEXIST bumper sticker. The location of the graduation ceremony was no mystery. We were about a thousand paces from it. It was going to take place in front of the main building next to the shrine. From the number of chairs that had been setup it was not going to be packed. I watched some camo clad unfortunates do the setup and wheel a podium out while what had to be an NCO supervised.
"All right people, lets mount up."
Zane looked at me puzzled and said "G. It's just me and Woof."
"Yeah. I know. Just go with it kid. Okay?"
He muttered "Okay."
I stood up and looked around. "Okay Zane. This is what I want you to do. You see the tree line across from us?"
"Yes."
"I want you to take the 16, Woof, and your gear and find a place to sit just inside it." He opened his mouth to say something and I cut him off "No. We do it like I say." I dug into various pockets and gave him all the gold, silver, and script I had left. "Here hold on to this. If something happens to me find Sherri. She will look out for you. Tell her about Freya. My guess is she might know some Burners."
"You're coming back...right?"
I was touched. He actually looked worried. I laughed and told him "Oh yeah. I'm coming back. This is just standard operating procedure." I cuffed him lightly upside the head. "Don't worry. Now go." They went and I forgot about them.
Monday, December 27, 2010
American Apocalypse IV - Chapter 11f - by Nova
We sat outside on the grass and waited for him to come back. I was feeling good still and was just sitting there checking my weapons when Zane asked me "So you are going to kill Sledge and his friends tomorrow?"
"Yep. That's the plan."
"Good. Is Sherri going to be okay now?"
"I don't know Zane." I thought about it for a few beats and added "Probably."
He didn't say anything about that. I had pulled my weapons and dumped each round, looked at it, and then reloaded. Everything felt right but I still had to make sure. I was sitting there spinning the cylinder for the hell of it when Zane told me "The crows came last night."
"Yeah?"
"Your wife is the Asian one right?"
"That she is."
"She hates my mom."
"Yep. She does."
"Why?"
"Not enough time to go there now Zane. How did she look?"
"Mad."
I laughed. Then I heard Lee coming. "Okay. He's on his way back and he's alone. Stand about ten paces from me and off to my left when he gets here.
It took him another two minutes to arrive. I practiced drawing a few times just to make sure everything was flowing right. It was. We were also being watched. I felt it but I couldn't figure out from where yet.
"That you Gardener?"
I bit down the first reply I thought of and went with "Yeah. Just me and Sledge catching the evening breeze.
He stopped dead and I heard him draw his weapon. "Is that so?" He replied flatly.
"No. Put your gun away. Your scaring Woof."
"Woof growled from over by Zane.
"C'mon Lee. Lets do this."
He approached slowly and didn't holster his weapon until was about ten paces away. When he came to a stop in front of me he handed me a manila envelope and said "Anyone ever tell you that you're an asshole Gardener?"
I took the envelope and stuffed it in a pocket. "Actually yeah."
"So whats your plan?"
"I don't know yet Lee. Do you know we're being watched."
"Yes. They run night patrols here. Why?"
"No reason. See ya in the morning deputy."
"One more thing Gardener. He handed me a cell phone that was bigger and bulkier than the normal ones. "Sat phone?" I asked.
"Yes indeed. My number is in the envelope. Stay in touch." Then he walked away. I watched him go. The sonofabitch had out exited me. Damn. I hated that.
"Lets go people." I still loved saying that. I started walking towards the parking lot. "We're going to sleep near the truck tonight."
"Yep. That's the plan."
"Good. Is Sherri going to be okay now?"
"I don't know Zane." I thought about it for a few beats and added "Probably."
He didn't say anything about that. I had pulled my weapons and dumped each round, looked at it, and then reloaded. Everything felt right but I still had to make sure. I was sitting there spinning the cylinder for the hell of it when Zane told me "The crows came last night."
"Yeah?"
"Your wife is the Asian one right?"
"That she is."
"She hates my mom."
"Yep. She does."
"Why?"
"Not enough time to go there now Zane. How did she look?"
"Mad."
I laughed. Then I heard Lee coming. "Okay. He's on his way back and he's alone. Stand about ten paces from me and off to my left when he gets here.
It took him another two minutes to arrive. I practiced drawing a few times just to make sure everything was flowing right. It was. We were also being watched. I felt it but I couldn't figure out from where yet.
"That you Gardener?"
I bit down the first reply I thought of and went with "Yeah. Just me and Sledge catching the evening breeze.
He stopped dead and I heard him draw his weapon. "Is that so?" He replied flatly.
"No. Put your gun away. Your scaring Woof."
"Woof growled from over by Zane.
"C'mon Lee. Lets do this."
He approached slowly and didn't holster his weapon until was about ten paces away. When he came to a stop in front of me he handed me a manila envelope and said "Anyone ever tell you that you're an asshole Gardener?"
I took the envelope and stuffed it in a pocket. "Actually yeah."
"So whats your plan?"
"I don't know yet Lee. Do you know we're being watched."
"Yes. They run night patrols here. Why?"
"No reason. See ya in the morning deputy."
"One more thing Gardener. He handed me a cell phone that was bigger and bulkier than the normal ones. "Sat phone?" I asked.
"Yes indeed. My number is in the envelope. Stay in touch." Then he walked away. I watched him go. The sonofabitch had out exited me. Damn. I hated that.
"Lets go people." I still loved saying that. I started walking towards the parking lot. "We're going to sleep near the truck tonight."
American Apocalypse IV - Chapter 11e - by Nova
Lee asked me "You done?"
I laughed in his face and told him "I'm just getting started. Damn I feel good." Then I screamed again. I looked around. Counter man had taken a couple steps back and looked liked like he wanted to run. I smiled at him and he hurried away to the back room. I laughed. I looked at Lee "I need Zane's credentials and that warrant."
"We can drop that off at your new room in the morning."
"No. I know they're sitting on your desk. Go get them. We'll wait here. We aren't sleeping in any room. I'm done with that shit. From here on we roll with one thing in mind."
"What's that?" Lee asked me.
"Take no prisoners." I told him.
I watched his eyes. He wasn't my friend. We weren't buds and he sure as hell wasn't my new boss. I was curious to see how far he would push it. Would he try and put me in my place or just pretend it was all good and let it slide. How he reacted next would also tell me how bad they wanted to kill these guys. Someone wanted them dead because he told me "Sure. Give me about twenty minutes."
I smiled at him and said "Thanks. I appreciate that."
I learned from watching Max and Night that smoothing stuff like this over with a little insincere BS went a long way as far as keeping the machine running.
His eyes, which had flickered with uncertainity for a beat or two, steadied and he said "Not a problem."
We watched him go and I asked Zane "Want to go sit out front with me and wait for him?"
"Sure. Lets go Woof."
I held the door for Zane and Woof. We both laughed when Woof lifted his leg and pissed all over the door once I let it shut behind us.
"Yeah. I'm done with this place."
"Me too." Zane added. Woof didn't need to say anything. He already had.
I laughed in his face and told him "I'm just getting started. Damn I feel good." Then I screamed again. I looked around. Counter man had taken a couple steps back and looked liked like he wanted to run. I smiled at him and he hurried away to the back room. I laughed. I looked at Lee "I need Zane's credentials and that warrant."
"We can drop that off at your new room in the morning."
"No. I know they're sitting on your desk. Go get them. We'll wait here. We aren't sleeping in any room. I'm done with that shit. From here on we roll with one thing in mind."
"What's that?" Lee asked me.
"Take no prisoners." I told him.
I watched his eyes. He wasn't my friend. We weren't buds and he sure as hell wasn't my new boss. I was curious to see how far he would push it. Would he try and put me in my place or just pretend it was all good and let it slide. How he reacted next would also tell me how bad they wanted to kill these guys. Someone wanted them dead because he told me "Sure. Give me about twenty minutes."
I smiled at him and said "Thanks. I appreciate that."
I learned from watching Max and Night that smoothing stuff like this over with a little insincere BS went a long way as far as keeping the machine running.
His eyes, which had flickered with uncertainity for a beat or two, steadied and he said "Not a problem."
We watched him go and I asked Zane "Want to go sit out front with me and wait for him?"
"Sure. Lets go Woof."
I held the door for Zane and Woof. We both laughed when Woof lifted his leg and pissed all over the door once I let it shut behind us.
"Yeah. I'm done with this place."
"Me too." Zane added. Woof didn't need to say anything. He already had.
American Apocalypse IV - Chapter 11d - by Nova
We walked into an empty building. It was after hours and everyone had gone home for the day. There was minimal lighting on, the only area really lit up was where we had checked our gear. I saw Zane and Woof standing by the counter and the same old man on the other side of it. He didn't look happy and I didn't really care. Zane and Woof did. I even got a couple of tail wags. I told Woof "Don't even try." He just grinned at me.
I stepped up to the counter and told the old guy "Hey."
"Yeah. How's it going."
"Good now."
I pulled Zane's box off the counter and handed it to him. Then I just stared at mine. Just for a minute. Everything was there but that was not why I was staring. The contents were beautiful. I have always been different and I suppose this was just another sign of it. The Rugers were works of art to me. Cold, gleaming, and where the metal showed wear I saw my history. The holsters, sweat and grease stained, the leather scarred in one place by a barbed wire fence I thought I had successfully cleared. The Colt Navy the best looking of them all. Just to hold it was a delight. All of them, once in hand, felt like an extension of me, a part of me I should have been born with.
I slipped my K98 bayonet through my pants belt and slid it in and out of its sheath three times. That was like the first drink, it went down clear and good. The warmth hitting my stomach and telling me the world was going to be alright. Strapping on the body armor felt good too. Not anywhere as good as putting my guns on. That was good. That was the third shot. The one were it all comes together and you feel like anything is possible. Then I bucked on Swords harness and it all clicked. I balled my left hand into a fist, slammed into my chest, and screamed my delight to the world.
I stepped up to the counter and told the old guy "Hey."
"Yeah. How's it going."
"Good now."
I pulled Zane's box off the counter and handed it to him. Then I just stared at mine. Just for a minute. Everything was there but that was not why I was staring. The contents were beautiful. I have always been different and I suppose this was just another sign of it. The Rugers were works of art to me. Cold, gleaming, and where the metal showed wear I saw my history. The holsters, sweat and grease stained, the leather scarred in one place by a barbed wire fence I thought I had successfully cleared. The Colt Navy the best looking of them all. Just to hold it was a delight. All of them, once in hand, felt like an extension of me, a part of me I should have been born with.
I slipped my K98 bayonet through my pants belt and slid it in and out of its sheath three times. That was like the first drink, it went down clear and good. The warmth hitting my stomach and telling me the world was going to be alright. Strapping on the body armor felt good too. Not anywhere as good as putting my guns on. That was good. That was the third shot. The one were it all comes together and you feel like anything is possible. Then I bucked on Swords harness and it all clicked. I balled my left hand into a fist, slammed into my chest, and screamed my delight to the world.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
American Apocalypse IV - Chapter 11b - by Nova
We did it. Jesus the fed's loved their paperwork. I filled out forms that asked me the same thing the other forms had when we got here. I used the same bogus DOB, city, and other info I had used before. I never used my real info and hadn't for awhile. I learned that when I used to have to fill out forms online and realized I needed some fairly reasonable but wrong dates and places to use. I used the same information over and over after I forgot a password and couldn't remember what city and year I had used for my DOB.
We finished that up, I pocketed the pen, and I asked Lee "Okay. I want my weapons."
"Not a problem Deputy Marshall Gardener. Not a problem. Welcome aboard" he stuck out his hand. I shook it. I was surprised, he didn't try to do the macho hand squash thing. He was also the first persons hand I had shook in awhile. I had gotten out of the habit as I hadn't meet anyone I wanted to let get that close and a hold of me.
Lee wasn't slow. "Not used to shaking hands Gardener?" He asked with a faint smile.
"Nope."
"Yeah, I know. I think in the last year, outside the wire, for every hand I shook I must have shot a couple people."
I didn't bother to reply to that. I quit counting what felt like a million years ago now. Instead I said "Nice... Weapons?"
"You're kind of one tracked aren't you bro? Okay. Let's go get them."
We headed over to get them and once we cleared the building I asked him "So how is this Sledge thing going to play out?" I figured I'd kill them as soon as I got geared up but I wanted to hear what the official agenda was and if it suited me.
We finished that up, I pocketed the pen, and I asked Lee "Okay. I want my weapons."
"Not a problem Deputy Marshall Gardener. Not a problem. Welcome aboard" he stuck out his hand. I shook it. I was surprised, he didn't try to do the macho hand squash thing. He was also the first persons hand I had shook in awhile. I had gotten out of the habit as I hadn't meet anyone I wanted to let get that close and a hold of me.
Lee wasn't slow. "Not used to shaking hands Gardener?" He asked with a faint smile.
"Nope."
"Yeah, I know. I think in the last year, outside the wire, for every hand I shook I must have shot a couple people."
I didn't bother to reply to that. I quit counting what felt like a million years ago now. Instead I said "Nice... Weapons?"
"You're kind of one tracked aren't you bro? Okay. Let's go get them."
We headed over to get them and once we cleared the building I asked him "So how is this Sledge thing going to play out?" I figured I'd kill them as soon as I got geared up but I wanted to hear what the official agenda was and if it suited me.
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