Zombie Rage (Walking Plague Trilogy #2)

Zombie Rage (Walking Plague Trilogy #2) by J. R. Rain, Elizabeth Basque

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Authors: J. R. Rain, Elizabeth Basque
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begged.
    They were halfway down the hall when they heard more crazies ahead, just around the corner. They turned around to see two more trudging from the other end. When they turned back, that bastard Cole was trying to shut them out. Mike roared and kicked the door open. Unfortunately, he broke the lock.
    Cole had scampered back deeper into the office, fear on his face. He was nothing like the man in charge the lieutenant commanders had seen days earlier. Little did they know that the fear of drowning had awakened something deep within Cole, something primal and ugly and afraid.
    Six crazies were at the door trying to get in. Mike first fumbled with the lock, but it was useless. He pushed his back against the door and leaned as hard as he could. The horrible grunts and growls from the other side were louder now.
    Joe scanned the room for anything that could hold the door shut. His eyes landed on a metal half-file cabinet. It was bolted to the wall. “Your ax!” he called to Mike. Mike tossed it to him. Joe began prying the thing loose.
    Cole was frozen at the far side of the room.
    “Do something, goddammit!” Carter shouted at him as he worked on the file. The crazies’ snarls were so loud now he had to yell. “We need your fucking help!”
    But Cole, eyes wide with fear, just shook his head and backed further into the corner.
    Finally, the cabinet tore loose. Joe carried it across the room and under the door handle. It held. For now.
    Mike wasted no time. He crossed the room in one step and picked up the semi-automatic that Cole had left on the table. Two more steps and he had the weapon pointed at Cole’s forehead.
    “Face the wall, motherfucker.”
    Cole registered the fury in Mike’s eyes. He turned around.
    “Search him,” Mike ordered his friend.
    Joe did so, searching the Agent in Black and found two more pistols on him. “Where’d you get these?” he demanded.
    “They—were in the office.”
    “ Any more?”
    Cole shrugged. The file cabinet rocked as the Crazies banged and pushed. Joe tossed one of the pistols to Mike, who pocketed it.
    “I’ll tell you what you’re going to do, Mr. Agent in Black.” Joe’s voice was deadly now.
    “ Get over to that file cabinet and keep those bastards out. You hold them out. Mike’s going to have his gun on you while I search this place.”
    Instead of waiting for an answer, Joe shoved the agent over to the door. “You’re not calling the shots anymore. Keep them out any way you can.”
    Cole did his best. The file cabinet was dangerously close to coming loose. He pushed it back into place and kept pushing for dear life.
    Three angry men locked in the same room can be a dangerous circumstance. Mike wanted to shoot Cole in the head, and regretted like crazy saving the bastard in the first place. Some thanks. Meanwhile, Joe shuffled through drawers and cabinets. He came up with two more semis and surprisingly, a pair of handcuffs.
    He thought about cuffing Cole to the desk and letting them get to him. As for Cole, he was frightened but infuriated. No one had ever treated him that way. Back at the Sunset Beach cottage and now here. No one. He’d be damned if he’d let these two punks get away with it. Once he got out of here...well, they would see.
    Joe took a couple of deep breaths. Saw the anger in both Mike’s and Cole’s eyes. “Look, we need to calm down,” he said to Mike. He gestured to Cole. “You, too.”
    Cole was sweating, putting all his strength into keeping the filing cabinet in place. “Help me, goddammit,” he grunted.
    Joe traded Mike’s pistol for a semi and stashed the others in his jacket pocket. “I’ll help,” he said, moving to the cabinet. His strength relieved Cole a little. “We need to quiet down. They respond to sound. Cole, Mike has us covered. You’re going to get a piece of paper and some tape. Cover the window so they can’t see us. If you make one wrong move, you’re history. Go.”
    When that was done, the

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