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    THE HORROR SQUAD: BOOK 2: The Horror Squad, #2
    THE HORROR SQUAD: BOOK 2: The Horror Squad, #2
    THE HORROR SQUAD: BOOK 2: The Horror Squad, #2
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    THE HORROR SQUAD: BOOK 2: The Horror Squad, #2

    By TJ Weeks

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    The Horror Squad returns home to find the rotters have taken over, now they're left to make it safe again for their friends and family. Once feeling safe again, they're quickly reminded that in the zombie apocalypse, safety is only myth. 
    Will TJ risk taking his team back on the road or will he unleashed hell right where he stands?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTJ Weeks
    Release dateJun 14, 2016
    ISBN9781534668935
    THE HORROR SQUAD: BOOK 2: The Horror Squad, #2

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      THE HORROR SQUAD - TJ Weeks

      Acknowledgments

      I’d like to take the time to thank Karen Dziegiel for all of her hard work going through each of my books. My wife for all of her editing and support. Chelley Jordan and Bobbi Payton for so awesomely helping with running my pages. I’d like to thank all of my military buddies for staying by my side with their support.

      Most of all, I’d like to thank all of my fans for pushing my work out there. If it wasn’t for you none of my books would have been put on the best sellers list on Amazon and I wouldn’t be up for as many awards as I get put in for.

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      PROLOGUE

      I LOOKED over to see Gizmo fast asleep against the side glass with drool streaming from his mouth. I started bumping the break to watch him start to fall over, but would catch himself, sit back up and pass right back out. I did it three or four times for good measure. Steven and I laughed. He finally woke up and wiped the drool from his mouth.

      Dick! He called me.

      I just laughed more.

      We finally found the train track once again in the small town of Edgewood. The backhoe shifted side to side going over the tracks and then went smooth again. Just a short distance further led us back to the main road. I hung our left turn and was happy to see the familiar path that would lead us back home.

      It took about forty-five minutes to make the fifteen mile drive. Pulling up to the gates, there was no Martin sitting up at his post. The gates were still closed, but the whole place was ambushed in rotters.

      I folded the bucket up a bit and crashed through the front gate. Then I pulled to the side to dump my guys in the back of a truck. I had Steven climb out and grab a tank of gas. He grabbed the can and handed it across to Gizmo where he folded the window out and started pouring it into the tank. The gas sloshed around as I power housed through the hoards. I rammed as many as I could against buildings and vehicles to cut their ass in half. I’d dump their top halves and then pull back forward crushing them with the backhoe’s bucket.

      After what seemed like hours of pure brutality, it was safe to disengage the backhoe and move inside where the rest of my team joined me.

      First we stacked up and went into the school. There was at least a rotter every five square feet of one another. We fired round after round dropping them. After clearing the first room, we left Rachel and Jason with a couple machetes and then pushed forward. None of our people could be found. I was beginning to think they had already met their doom and we had already taken them out.

      CHAPTER ONE

      KRIS RAN to grab Holsinger which had barely even made it to his bed. She started knocking on his door.

      He walked over to the door surprised to have any visitors and especially at this hour. Yes?

      Greg attacked Tina out on the fence line. Kris explained.

      What the fuck, seriously? He responded as he grabbed his rifle and followed Kris out of his room.

      Yeah. I’m pretty sure he’s dead though. Tina managed to stick him with her knife. She responded on the way back to Tina.

      The two walked up finding Tina with her back against the fence and Greg bleeding out on the pavement.

      Holsinger didn’t bother taking a pulse to see if he was still alive, instead he just walked up and gut checked him real hard only to see Greg’s body flop to the side and back to motionless. Piece of shit!

      He turned to Tina. Are you okay?

      I’m fine or at least better than this motherfuckers doing. She replied back in attitude.

      Holsinger placed his barrel point blank to Greg’s head and about to shoot instead of waiting for him to turn.

      No! Tina called out.

      He doesn’t deserve anything better. Kris stated.

      Tina lashed out and buried her knife into his head. You’re right...he doesn’t.

      There was a distinct sound of someone climbing on the fence and everyone jumped back to attention. A faint silhouette staggered around in the distance followed by more sounds of raking the fence.

      Announce yourself! Martin called out with no response to come.

      Kris started walking towards it with her flashlight which still appeared as a silhouette, but seemed it was growing bigger. The other two followed with their guns sighted at it.

      WAIT! Tina called out to Kris.

      She stopped and looked at Tina. What?

      That’s a rotter! She answered back.

      Holsinger didn’t even wait for an additional response before pulling the trigger and dropping it where it stood.

      Kris dropped down from the sudden shock of the gun shot. Tina clapped her hands around her ears with only being able to use her wrist with the hand that was gripped around her pistol.

      What the fuck!

      Holsinger kept his rifle aimed and quickly started making his way to it to ensure it wasn’t getting back up. Oh shit!

      What? Tina questioned.

      Stay back! He called back as he dropped his rifle and placed his hands over his face.

      A worried look came over Kris’s face the longer that she looked at his posture and the situation. Who is it?

      Just stay back. He suggested, but this time with tears streaming down his face and choking out the words.

      He reached under its neck with one arm and under its feet with the other and lifted it up. Its arm dangled to its side and he started walking toward Kris while not paying any attention to the bigger silhouette’s building up behind him.

      Kris shined the flashlight up as he got closer to see the mystery figure. Tears instantly started falling when she saw the face of Sidnie in his arms. That’s my baby! That’s my baby!

      She reached her arms out to accept her when Tina jerked her back and Holsinger fell to the ground as rotters came into focus and surrounded him biting into his shoulders and ripping at his sides. He raised back up to his knees and was steadily trying to stand back up with her while being torn apart. He finally got back up to his feet and took a couple of fast paces and laid Sidnie in Kris’s arms before turning around and using his weight to push the hoard back.

      Tina grabbed Kris’s arm and started pulling her back toward the school while firing into the hoard. Holsinger disappeared into the hoard with not so much as a peep or scream of pain.

      **PRESENT**

      We took the hallway by force with no casualties to our team. All the rooms that were already full of rotters, we just locked them in. We figured if any of our people were in any of those rooms, they would surely be dead already.

      Stack up, we’re going into the bathroom and I want you two to pull off and check the showers. I called out to my team, while signaling Gizmo and Howard to make their move to the showers.

      I kicked open the doors to find the bathroom was empty and the only sound was that of a leaky showerhead echoing from its drips.

      Where the fuck is everyone? Gizmo stated out of anger.

      My rifle fell to my side and hung by its strap as I was about ready to give up. Okay, let’s grab Jason and Rachel, then lock down the school for now. Once we can clear the whole site, I’ll open each door one by one and draw them out so we can take them out quickly.

      We walked out of the bathroom and wandered back down the hallway to the room we left Jason and Rachel in.

      Come on. I told them once I opened the door.

      They followed us out of the school and we started grabbing whatever we could find to tie off the doors. I was suddenly stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a familiar face lying right outside one of the doors. It was my daughter Sidnie. Her skin was a light blue tone to indicate that she had fell cold and had been dead for at least a day. I started moving her clothes around, but couldn’t find a single bite mark on her, only a gunshot wound on her head.

      Come on man, let’s get this shit done! Gizmo called out before seeing who I was holding.

      I ran my fingers over her eyes to close them and gave her a tight hug before gently laying her back down. Stop...I think there is more to this than the rotters.

      Gizmo looked over to see it was Sidnie that I had been holding. Oh fuck! They’re all dead!

      This wasn’t from a rotter, she died from a gunshot. I stated.

      So some assholes tried to take over the base? Howard queried.

      I don’t know, but if they ran out this door they would have been heading to the storage or the bunker for protection. I answered while trying to gather my bearings.

      We started walking in a V pattern towards the storage building when we heard a slight commotion coming from the bunker, so changed our direction. We stacked up at the door, but before we could open it, it opened up. I shot around in a pivot with my rifle ready to shoot and saw Kris’s face peering at me. Her eyes lit up and she launched at me giving me a huge hug.

      We thought you were dead. She cried.

      Funny, we thought the same thing about you. I responded as I clasped my hand around the back of her head and pulled her in tight.

      Shianne and Daltin joined our hug and everyone else started pouring out of the bunker. Tina and her kids ran for her husband as well.

      Sidnie.. Kris started to say before I interrupted. 

      I know. I stated.

      We pulled away after a few minutes. I stepped back a few steps and started turning a three-sixty trying to figure everything out.

      So what happened? I asked.

      The rotters got in last night. We tried to hold them off, but by the time we saw them, it was too late. She responded.

      Sidnie wasn’t bit. I fished for more.

      I guess she was sleep walking as usual, we thought she was a rotter and Martin shot her. She tried to explain.

      Where’s that mother fucker? I queried.

      He’s....dead. He sacrificed himself for us to get away. She answered.

      I stepped back a little more to address everyone. Listen, this shit isn’t over with, so stay on guard. I need someone new to take post at the gate, I need a team to be on fence duty for repairs and further preventions. I’ll also need a team to come with me to take back the school.

      I’ll take guard at the gate. Donald volunteered.

      Good...Stop by the storage and grab more ammo on your way. I suggested.

      He gave a half ass salute and walked on.

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