The Endgame Chronicles (by Hugh White) novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162

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Chapter 162

Before Hayley could start tempting him into trouble again, Liam cut her off.

“Ms. Reid, I don’t need you to do anything. Just stick with me, take your share of the supplies, and don’t stir things up, okay?”

Hayley tilted her head back at a dramatic 45°, staring up at the blue sky as she sighed.

Liam really was the honest type. Working with someone like that…

Well, without him, she wouldn’t even be getting a slice of this opportunity.

She decided to let it go. There was no point pretending she didn’t benefit. She would take the deal.

“Alright, then. But you said I don’t need to do anything, right?”

“Yeah.”

Hayley slapped the blank form into Liam’s hands and, without another word, turned around and headed back toward her vehicle with Leonard.

Little by little, the other teams handed in their forms, too.

Once that was done, night set in. All the base teams formed little circle settling in for the night.

Naturally, Hope Base set their tents dead center in the whole formation.

Everyone else had to send out patrols, bux

around their cars, pitching tents and

Hope Base didn’t have to do a thing. All of them were free to rest.

Hayley, on the other hand, slept directly in the car. She folded down the backseat and stretched out on her own.

Leonard pitched his tent right outside, keeping watch for her.

Just as Hayley shut her eyes, ready to sleep, she suddenly heard a rustling sound.

Rustle, rustle…

Something was dragging through the grass.

Hayley was a mental-variant Gifted; her hearing was sharper than most.

The second she noticed the strange sound outside, she shot upright and looked out through the window. The

at all. darkness was so thick that she couldn’t see anythin

Heavy clouds covered the sky, completely blockin

the moon. There wasn’t a single sliver of light.

To avoid drawing zombies, no one had lit anything. Everything stayed pitch-black.

The rustling grew louder by her

Hayley pushed her perception outward as far as she could. Her mental range

was about 65 feet, but out here on an empty roadside, that wasn’t much at all.

Right then, the thick clouds slowly drifted apart, and a massive blood red moon came into view.

The deep crimson moon looked like a giant wound hanging in the sky, eerie and violent, but it cast at least a little bit of light over the ground.

Hayley finally saw the landscape beyond the road.

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Across the open grassland, pairs of pale, gray-white eyes lit up, one after another.

Dozens. Then hundreds.

Eyes appeared from every direction, all of them locked onto the convoy, closing in. The eyes were filled with excitement, hunger, and greed.

At the same time, countless gray points lit up at the edge of her perception.

A massive horde of zombies was crawling out from every direction like ants returning to their nest. It looked like, whole parade of the dead.

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