“Maybe this is a government conspiracy, or some toxic shit that’s killed everyone and they’ve come back to life,” another biker threw his opinion into the mix.
“This isn’t fucking zombies we’re dealing with. The people turning don’t have to be dead. You saw it on the television like I did. They’re sane one minute, the next they’re trying to kill you with anything they can get their hands on,” Rhys informed him.
“It’s spread by a virus then. How do we know the last one out of the gate didn’t catch it, giving it to us?”
Broni wanted to laugh at Rhys’s expression, then noticed several of the other men’s eyes were trained on Dee. Broni moved to stand closer to her.
“It’s not spread by a virus,” Broni assured the men.
“Then it’s Voodoo.” Broni couldn’t understand why these men found Voodoo more plausible than what she was trying to tell them.
“It’s not Voodoo. They are being influenced by a God.”
Broni regretted her choice of words a second later.
“They’re possessed by the Devil,” Rucker said, turning to Adam. “You got a Bible?”
“Do I look like I have a fucking Bible?” Adam sneered then looked at Broni. “So if I put a bullet in their brain or heart, it will kill them?”
“Yes.”
“That works for me because the next motherfucker who says shit about zombies, voodoo or even Drearien, I’m going to start taking practice shots.”
Chapter 10
Broni was coming back into the clubroom from checking on the still unconscious woman in the bedroom when Jace came running in the back door.
“Tank and the others are at the gate wanting in.”
“Why didn’t you call on the cell phone?” Adam demanded.
“Because it’s not fucking working! Do you want me to open the gate?”
“Hell no, let those Drearien things take care of him. It’ll save me the trouble of putting a bullet through his brain.” Adam gave a malicious grin.
“They would mean extra men fighting off those fuckers,”Fin suggested.
“Or he could turn into one of them,” Broni retorted.
Fin shut up. No one wanted to deal with Tank as he was, much less if his body was taken over and turned on them.
“Jace, get your ass back to the roof. Take Mason with you; he can run messages back and forth.” Before they could leave, the noise from outside drew their attention.
Broni heard the escalating yells coming from outside as the rioting grew closer. Nervously, she went to the window to look out.
A huge crowd was building outside the gate, trying to get in. Tank and his friends were attempting to breach the locked gate without success as the Drearien moved closer. This was going to be bad. Broni didn’t see how they could hold back a crowd of that size.
“What are we going to do?” Jace asked, looking out from over her shoulder. They turned to Adam who was staring grimly outside.
“Jace, go to the gun room. You and Mason take what you need to start getting rid of this crowd.” His meaning was obvious.
Jace nodded then ran out of the room with Mason on his heels. Broni ached for the people outside the gate that were about to die, but she knew of no other recourse. There was going to be a great many casualties before this battle ended.
Broni’s hands gripped the counter when she heard the first shots while the men in the clubroom spread out across the room, barring the door and taking positions at the windows. The women stood grouped together behind the large wooden bar.Dee gripped her hand tightly while Layla held the knife in her hand, appearing ready to freak out at any moment.
When the gunfire stopped after several minutes, no one talked, listening to see if the gunfire would resume. Instead, Skid came in from the back door.
“They’re falling back. They’re just standing around like they’re waiting for someone.”