Empty Bodies 3: Deliverance (Empty Bodies Series Book 3) (3 page)

“Shit,” Gabriel said. “He’s trying to pin this on us so they’ll come after us.”

“Why would he do that?” Jessica asked. “Why didn’t he just kill you all while he was here?”

“Because that’s too easy,” Marcus said. “We left him for dead in a warehouse. He doesn’t want us to go easy—especially Will.”

After a few moments of silence, Jessica continued. “The man on the other end of the radio gave David directions to where they are.”

This caught Gabriel’s attention. “You know where he went?”

Jessica nodded.

“And you remember the directions?” Marcus asked.

“We take I-40 West to the Waverly Road exit. We head down the road a couple of miles and we should find the place. It’s a farm. I think they said it was called Hopkins Farm.”

 
“It’s gotta be the same place Dylan is,” Gabriel said. He looked over to Marcus. “We’ve gotta go there.”

Marcus put his arms out with his palms up. “With what? A bunch of syringes and scalpels?”

“So, what? We just stay here and wait for them to come and slaughter us?”

“I didn’t say that,” Marcus said. “But you said yourself, we’ve gotta be level-headed and have a plan before we just march out of here and go all Rambo on them.”

“Maybe we should take all this to the rest of the group,” Jessica suggested. “Some of them are from the area, right? So, maybe one of them will have an idea of somewhere we can find some weapons.”

 
“Good idea,” Marcus said.

“We’ve gotta make sure we have a plan that’s not just going in there guns blazing. If we do that, they might hurt the kid,” Jessica said.

Jessica saw that Gabriel was clearly uncomfortable talking about the boy, and just as he looked like he might get upset, Marcus put his hand on Gabriel’s shoulder.

“Agreed,” Marcus said. “Nothing is gonna happen to Dylan.”

***

Will

It was the first time that Will and Holly had been able to be alone together since they’d met. And even though Holly was there with him, Will felt the most alone he ever had in his entire life.

They lay in bed cuddled up next to each other. Holly’s head was nestled into Will’s bare chest, which she’d wet with tears. He lay on his back, staring at the ceiling and running his hand through her hair. The room still held the slightly humid air of the shower. When they’d first come into the room after Will had pummeled the Empty in the hallway, until its face had looked like tenderized meat, Holly had immediately stripped him down so he could take a shower. Later on, he’d probably be disappointed that this was the first time she’d seen him naked. She had thrown his clothes into a bag and then tossed it into the hallway, and that was the only time they’d opened the door since coming inside the room. He’d allowed her to stay in the bathroom with him while he’d showered, sensing that she was worried he may try to hurt himself if left alone. But he had no interest in hurting himself—only in killing David Ellis. And as he lay on the bed now, facing the ceiling, he continued to see David’s face everywhere he looked. It was as if it were painted as a mural across the popcorn texture above him.

Holly’s embrace did bring
some
comfort to him. She obviously didn’t want him to be in pain, and it hurt her to see him like this.

“Everything’s gonna be okay,” she said, breaking their extended mutual silence.

“Not until I kill him.”

She shifted onto her elbow, but continued to rub his chest and his stomach.

“I know you’re hurting inside. I do. But how are you so sure that killing him is going to make you feel any better?”

The question was enough to finally draw his attention away from the ceiling to look down to her.

“Do you want me to just let him stay out there and get off scot-free?”

“I’m not saying that, but—”

“But what, Holly? That piece of shit fed my mother to a goddamn monster right in front of me. Do you realize what I saw? I’ll never get that image out of my head. And until I kill that son of a bitch, I’m gonna see his smirking grin everywhere I look.”

Holly moved from her elbow to her back and started to cry again.

“I’m sorry, Holly,” Will said, lowering his voice. “I just don’t understand how you expect me to forget about him and not want to go after him.”

“I know you’re frustrated and angry, I just don’t want you to get hurt,” she said through a series of sniffs and gasps as she tried to stop crying.

Will rolled over toward her and wiped the tears away from her cheeks. Then he leaned down and kissed her on the lips, running his hands through her hair.

“I’m not going to get hurt. Neither are you, or Marcus, or anybody here.”

She rubbed the stubble on his face and then leaned up far enough to kiss his mouth, running her fingertips on her other hand down his stomach.

A familiar feeling returned to Will. One that he hadn’t even thought about since before he’d woken up in that tiny office at Element just days ago as the world had been turning to shit. Now, of all times, the slight burn came to him, and he couldn’t think of a better way to rid his tensions in this moment.

He rolled over onto Holly and pulled the covers on top of them.

***

About an hour later, Will stepped out of the room.

Sarah, one of the nurses who worked at the hospital, was sitting in a chair just across the hall and looked up when he came out of the room.
 

“Hi,” she said.

“Hey.”

“Gabriel asked if someone could hang outside of your room.”

“In case I ran away?”

She blushed. “To let them know when you came out.”

“Right,” he said, cracking a little smile. “I can go let them know myself. Where are they?”

She pointed down the hall to his left. “Just down there and through that open door. There’s a break room back there, and everyone should be waiting.”

“You want to walk with me down there and join us?” Will offered.

Sarah shook her head. “I’ve seen a lot of messed up stuff today, even for a nurse. I think I just need to lie down for a little while.”

“I understand.” He smiled at her and then started toward the break room.

“I’m really sorry about your mother,” Sarah mumbled.

Will stopped and stood still for a moment before he turned around. “Thank you.” He nodded and then continued, down the hall and through the open door.

CHAPTER THREE

Jessica

It had been a while since Jessica had eaten anything, and she finally felt hungry again. Everyone else in the hospital seemed to be just waiting on Will to come out of his room, and she had retreated to her own space to rest for a while. Now, she walked out of her room into an empty corridor and headed for the break room.

When she walked into the break room, she was surprised to see everyone sitting inside, Will included.

“Oh, hey,” she said. “Sorry.”

She started to turn around until a voice stopped her.

“Where’re you going?”

Jessica turned around and saw that Gabriel was the one who’d asked the question.

“I was hoping you’d stay,” he told her. “You’re part of this group now, so your input is important to the decisions we make.”

“Oh,” Jessica said. “Okay.”

She was still shy around the group. One would have thought that a hotel’s front desk clerk would have no problem being social and bonding with new people, but that wasn’t the case with Jessica. She was an introvert, and like most introverts, she gained energy when she was alone as opposed to being around other people. The job at the hotel had been just that: a job. The same way introverted lead singers of rock bands could jump on stage without missing a lyric or throwing up from nervousness, Jessica had been able to act her way through her job on most days.

There was an open seat next to Will, and she took it.

“We’re discussing what our next move is gonna be,” Marcus informed her.

She felt a tap on her arm and looked over to Will.

“They told me that you know where David went. That you overheard directions on his radio. That true?”

Jessica nodded.

“And he really killed those other two guys?” Sam asked.

Again, Jessica nodded. “I didn’t see it, but I heard the gunshots.”

“The guy must have no soul,” Brandon added.

“He doesn’t,” Will said sternly.

“So,” Jessica began, “what are you guys thinking about doing?”

Gabriel pointed his thumb toward Brandon. “Brandon’s parents live only a thirty minute drive from here.”

“And that’s in five o’clock traffic. Not sure we’ll be hitting that,” Brandon said, smirking.

“So, we’re gonna go stay there?” Jessica asked.

Brandon shook his head. “My old man has a small arsenal there. He’s real into his guns. Almost obsessively.”

“If he lives so close to here, why isn’t he here with us?” Jessica asked. “I’d have figured you guys would’ve hooked up by now.”

Holly came into the room, and Jessica saw her smile at Will. He offered her his chair since there wasn’t an open one, but she declined, telling him she’d rather stand.

“He’s down in Florida spending time with some woman who’s probably gonna become my step-mom. Well, I assume she still might be. Given how everything has gone to shit, who knows?”

“We just gotta hope the neighbors or someone else hasn’t already raided his stash,” Marcus said.

“We’re gonna go there; then we’re gonna go to that farm,” Will added.

“Well, not
right
to the farm,” Gabriel corrected, “but that’s the plan. We’ve got to be well-equipped so we can get Dylan back here safely.”

“Who all’s going to that house?” Jessica asked.

“Just Will and I,” Brandon told her.

“Just the two of you?” Jessica asked. “That’s crazy. How much time have you guys spent out there? Do you know how nuts it is?”

Holly, who’d been quiet up until now, scowled at Jessica. “Do we know how nuts it is? We’ve spent plenty of goddamn time out there. You think we’ve just been sittin’ in here on our thumbs?”

“That’s not what—”

“We had to scratch and claw our way here,” Holly continued. She pointed at Jessica as she spoke, her tone turning increasingly dark. “We lost people out there and we had a shit ton of other close calls. So, yeah, I think you could say we know how ‘nuts’ it is out there.”

“Holly, calm down,” Will said. “This isn’t helping the situation. Jessica hasn’t had a chance to really get to know us yet and hear our stories.”

“No shit,” Holly added.

“Seriously, Holly. Will is right—you’re not helping us get any closer to finding Dylan,” Marcus added.

“So now you want to gang up on me?” Holly said. She turned around and stormed out of the room.

Will called after her, but she disappeared.

“Just let her go,” Marcus said. “I’ve known that girl a long time, she’ll be fine.”

“I’m sorry,” Jessica mumbled. “I wasn’t trying to offend anyone.”

“It’s okay. She just doesn’t want me going out there right now,” Will said.

“You can’t go with just the two of you,” Jessica reiterated.

“I’ll go,”
Sam
said.

Will nodded. “I want Gabriel and Marcus to stay behind and help look after the hospital. Just in case anyone shows up here who could be a threat.”

“I understand,” Jessica said. “But I still want to go with you.”

“Why would you want to do that?” Gabriel asked.

“I want to contribute to your group. I’m the newest one here, and I want to pull my weight.”

“You can contribute here at the hospital,” Marcus said.

“Oh yeah, how? Want me to do some laundry? Cook some food? Or sit out in the hallway like that nurse did to make sure no one tries to run away to off themselves?”

Immediately, she regretted that last line and she looked over to Will. “I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay.” He looked over to Gabriel and Marcus. “We’ll take her with us.”