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“We need a plan, people,” Brian says.
“We have a plan,” Winky says, and returns with a broom, an apron, and
some tape held aloft before him.
“You talk a big game, Brian,” Eric says. “But I don’t hear you offering up
any logical suggestions. You need to focus.”
“Here you go, Eric!” Winky says triumphantly, and holds the make-shift
flag aloft.
“Thanks, Wink,” Eric says, and takes the flag. “Now the question is
where to fly this bad boy?”
“I’ll crawl out to the top of the steps and strap it to the rail,” Katherine
says. “They should definitely be able to see it from there.”
“You’re seriously doing this?” Brian says, aghast. “They might not even
know anyone is in here.”
“That’s the first smart thing you’ve said all day,” Paxton says, looking at
Brian for the first time. “I think he might be right about this. What if they
don’t realize we’re in here? They won’t know that the flag just got put up.”
“I’d rather there be a chance that they know we’re in here than not,”
Katherine says, and grabs the flag from Eric. “The last thing we need is to
die in gunfire meant for the dead.”
“Go ahead, Katherine,” Says Eric.
“Wow,” Brian says, disrupting the flow of events. “Sending the breeder
out there. I think I made a mistake trying to help you guys.”
Katherine, looking over her shoulder at Brian says, “You can leave any
time you like, Brian.” She gets on her stomach and low crawls out the
screen door to the deck and slithers all the way to the top of the stairs.
She hangs the flag and returns to the group inside the bar.
“Good job, Breeder,” Brian sneers.
“I swear to God, Brian,” Katherine snaps, and begins moving in his
direction. She stops short… there is a loud rattling sound. It’s the sound
of the coax machine gun coming out of the tank. “Oh, what is that?”
“It’s the gun on the tank,” Brian snaps. “I told you so.” He snatches the
gun off the bar.
“Oh, hell no,” Katherine shouts and lunges at him, trying to get the gun
from his hands. They both fall to the floor as they wrestle for control of
the pistol. A muffled explosion stops everyone in their tracks before they
can begin to attempt to separate them. Katherine’s eyes grow as wide as
dinner plates and Brian’s face wretches as he yells out…
To be continued.
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