Kill Them Dead - Book 4: Kill Them Dead
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This is book 4 of the Kill Them Dead Series Zombies in Space...yes Freaking Space!
A zombie book perfect for the purist and science fiction lover.
If you have ever wondered how the Zombie Outbreak will start...wonder no more...
When asteroid mining vessel, Photon-II returns to the space station, Orion, it immediately becomes apparent that something is very wrong . A total communications blackout forces the crew of Photon-II to dock manually, however, once on board they discover that the Orion appears to be completely abandoned. David Taylor and Jason Clark split the crew into two groups to try and figure out what went down on the Orion. They soon discover that they are not alone, and that something deadly is lurking in the shadows.
Who will be prepared? With a host of brilliant characters. With a setting like no other and a breed of Zombies never seen before, Kill Them Dea will answer the one question no other Zombie Apocalypse book covers…
How the hell did it all start?
Don't be left in the dark!
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Kill Them Dead - Book 4 - Ben Finn
Book 4
Earth: Denver, U.S.A.
The parade was in full swing. The otherwise dull and boring streets of Denver had come alive in a spectacular explosion of colors and sounds. Parents made small talk with one another while the children squealed in delight as they weaved between the legs of the grown-ups.
So how did you guys meet?
The marching band struck up a tune and trumpets blared to the rhythmic drilling of the drums.
We met at an online cooking class. Canyoubelieveit?
Meat sizzled on various grills down Colfax Avenue, filling the entire street with the aroma of frying sausages and burger patties. The floats slowly slid down the road, each showcasing extravagant sets and props created by the talented art majors of Metro State. So far, everything was going perfectly according to schedule for Mayor Duncan Brown’s inauguration ceremony.
I heard he single-handedly saved an entire platoon in Afghanistan.
The anticipation for the new mayor’s arrival was electric, the excitement tangible.
I heard he once ran into a burning building to save someone’s kitten.
A few feet beneath the crowd, a lone figure latched the last pieces of a rifle together. The vantage point and angle from the storm drain was sufficient enough to expose the target for a fraction of a moment. The assassin had three to four seconds max to get the target in scope and pull the trigger. Only three people in the FBI database were capable of making the shot successfully, and this gun-for-hire wasn’t one of them. This was not because of a lack of skill. In fact, it was because of exceptional skill that the assassin had managed to avoid landing on the database in the first place. In this profession, being watched by the Feds was a surefire way of never landing any contracts.
On street level, the crowd cheered, loudly announcing the arrival of Mayor Brown.
Showtime!
The figure picked up the rifle and stepped out into the thin sliver of light that spilled into the storm drain. The cones with the Wet Cement – Do Not Cross!
tape were still in place, and so far the public—especially the children—complied faithfully. All it would take was one nosey cop, one kid running after a dog, and the entire plan would be ruined.
The assassin brought the rifle up to the thin opening of the storm drain and positioned it in line with where the target was calculated to be. Mayor Brown would be in the back seat, sitting in an upright position as he waved at his loyal subjects.
They say he helped create thousands of jobs with the space mining project.
The figure breathed in deeply through the nose and out slowly through the mouth. One always executed an action on an exhale: a punch, a high jump, the squeeze of a trigger—all of them most effective if performed on an exhale.
The cheers of the crowd exploded in ecstasy as the mayor’s convoy came around the bend of the Civic Center Park. In the distance, a low rumbling sound grew gradually louder and louder. Everything went according to plan.
Inhale slowly.
The first two vehicles at the front of the convoy were police bikes.
Exhale.
A black sedan with tinted windows and a blue light in the front window followed right behind.
The rumble grew louder in intensity as the fighter jets approached.
Inhale.
The mayor’s arm entered the scope first.
Then the shoulder.
Then the face.
Exhale.
The assassin instinctively squeezed the trigger, and almost immediately the face in the scope exploded into a misty cloud of red puff. The ear-piercing rumble of the fighter jets muffled the shot as they blasted past overhead, ensuring that the sniper’s location remained undetected.
People at street level screamed in fear and panic while diving to the ground for cover. As predicted, the security detail protecting the mayor instinctively looked skyward toward rooftops and the parking lot across the street, their service pistols drawn and pointed in every direction.
The figure below street level pressed two makeshift buttons on the rifle and twisted two ends of the gun into opposite directions. Various sections of the weapon broke off into smaller components, and in a matter of seconds, the rifle had been reduced to nothing more than metal scraps that the assassin then placed into a small duffel bag that was filled with similar pieces of scrap metal.
Oh my God! Someone shot him!
The figure was already moving swiftly down the sewage tunnel by the time those in the convoy realized what had transpired. At the foot of a service ladder, the figure hunched down and pushed a layer of rubble aside to reveal a plastic bag that contained urine-stained clothes, a fake moustache, beard and a wig. The assassin gagged at the overwhelming stench of the urine and took a few slow breaths through the nose in order to get used to the rancid smell.
Is he dead?
The assassin squinted at the sunlight that flash-flooded the tunnel as the manhole slid to one side. In the alley, the hobo with the scruffy beard and urine-stained clothes dumped the duffel bag into a pre-hidden shopping cart and piled random bits of garbage and empty cardboard boxes on top of it.
Hey!
a voice shouted from the side. Thatsssh mine.
The assassin didn’t say anything, but with lightning fast reflex, pulled out a concealed pistol and pressed the barrel against the real homeless