In the End (Quarantined Series, Book 2)
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An outbreak of The Fever has taken hold of Portland, Oregon, bringing the population to its knees. The Fever spreads and kills quickly, but the dead aren't staying dead.
When her neighbor, Jordan, saves her from an infected, Alissa joins him in his plan to escape the city, the zombies and the threat of a quarantine that will lock the living in with the undead.
What she doesn't tell him is that she has an illness of her own, one that plays tricks with her mind and makes her a dangerous companion. But Jordan has a secret as well, one that compels him to keep Alissa, a veritable stranger, safe at all costs.
As they fight for their lives and race for their freedom, they'll discover that what they truly need in order to survive is to stay together until the end.
*Due to language and violence, this book is not recommended for readers under 16.
He seems surprised by it. He should be. It took a lot of time and a lot of effort to get it this way. “You live here alone,” he says, not even trying to make it a question. I snort. “I’m not exactly social. ” “Shocking. ” “Don’t take it as an invitation. I can defend myself. ” He looks over at me, his eyes surprised. “Never crossed my mind. ” “Sure. ” He shakes his head in disgust, looking away. “What’s with the exercise bike? Don’t get enough cardio running from the Risen? ” “I don’t ride it for exercise.
You’re Bishop too? Same last name? ” “Yeah. ” “Alright, you’re both accounted for. I’ll send the message immediately. Your parents should know by the morning. ” I nod my head, mutter a thanks and bolt for the door. “Hey, wait! ” he calls after me. I pause with the door already open, one foot outside. “The girl, Alissa. I’m gonna add her to the Living List with you. ” “Good,” I mutter, wondering why he thinks I need to know that. “What’s her last name? ” I frown, turning to face him. “What? ” “I only put in full names.
I don’t know the answer to that. It would save us time to go through but without knowing what the city is like, it could end up being a disaster. I wouldn’t be so worried about running across any infected were it not for my injured arm. I can’t swing a bat like I used to, like I’d like to. That worries me. I’ve got the handgun which is great but I’m a terrible shot. With a bat I had to let them in my space but I know myself with it. I know what I’m capable of. The handgun is a huge looming question mark that could get me killed if I’m wrong.
Now close that door, please. We have an open wound in here. He’s already at risk for infections without you letting every piece of sand, dust and dirt in all of Oregon flood right in. ” “Sorry,” he mutters, looking chastised as he zips the door closed. I see Alissa smiling at Leah from across my body. “You’re a bit of a pit-bull. ” Leah smirks, filling a syringe. “And don’t you forget it. ” *** Leah is right. Morphine or no, that hurt like hell. I know she was gentle but I still cursed through clenched teeth, calling her every name in the book as she cleaned my hand.
They even responded to a request for a birthday cake for a little girl who was turning 5. An Apache helicopter flew in the crate of supplies that week complete with birthday cake and cards from kids and adults, not just from around the country but across the globe, wishing her a wonderful day and many more in the future. The outside remembers us and they care. It’s a fact that rips me nearly in half, especially when Leah casually asks if I want to give a message to the village across the river to take to my parents letting them know I’m alive.