Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse
Chapter 319: A Reward

Chapter 319: A Reward

I watched from behind the man of the hour as everyone in the room turned to him in fear. "See," I pressed, my voice dancing around him. "If you think that Tank will obey just anyone, stop having the poor cannon fodder playing with him. Why don’t you step up and show off? I think we’d all like to see what you have."

Catching a few nodding heads, I couldn’t help but smile brighter. Jonas was like a worm on the hook. The more he struggled, the weaker he would become until someone came up and ate him.

"Does anyone else want to try?" asked the Commander as he looked around the room. Not a single one of his men and women would raise their heads to look at him. "Fine," he sighed after a moment. "I won’t force the issue. Go back to your accommodations. Those on the schedule, get back to work and if you were on free time, go enjoy it."

Before he could actually say the word ’dismissed,’ the door was already opened, and people were quickly filing out.

"Such a shame," I tisked as Tank got up and walked over to my side. Crouching down in front of him, I rubbed his face between my hands. "Who’s a good boy?" I purred, kissing his cheeks. "But I wasn’t kidding. If you want kisses, then you need to brush your teeth, okay?"

"You are fucked in the head, you know that, right? He just killed two people, and you are treating him like some sort of lapdog?" demanded Jonas, slamming his hand down on the table.

"Of course I am," I replied, blinking up at the man. "He is mine. Why should I be afraid? Are you afraid of your gun?"

Jonas’ sneered at me as he placed his hand on the butt of his gun. "This thing isn’t capable of killing without me."

"Exactly," I purred, coming to my feet. "Tank isn’t capable of killing without me. It’s my finger on the trigger, so why should I be scared? You, on the other hand, might want to sleep with one eye open. Now that Tank knows your face, if anything happens to me, he will rip out your throat before he goes looking for me. Won’t you Tank?"

Jonas went pale for a moment before storming out of the room.

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"We need a better plan," grunted Jonas, walking into Adam’s office. "We can’t separate Tank from Lucy."

"I’m sorry," replied Adam, looking up from the report in his hands. "I didn’t hear you knocking."

Jonas took in a deep breath, left the room, and knocked on the still open door. "May I enter?" demanded the Commander.

"Of course," replied Adam, putting down his paper and crossing his hands in front of his chest. "How can I help?"

"We can’t kill Lucy," grunted Jonas, waiting beside one of the two empty chairs, waiting to be allowed to sit down.

"Who is Lucy, and why can’t we kill her?" sighed Adam. Why did people seem to think that he was going to remember people’s names? Hell, he couldn’t even remember Jonas’ name without someone telling him beforehand.

"Lucy is the owner of Tank, the dog who can control fire. In fact, we just found out today that he can breathe fire now... like a fucking dragon," grunted Jonas, his rage simmering beneath his skin as he thought back on the debacle in the conference room.

Now, Tank was a name that Adam remembered. If Adam was going to recreate the hellhounds, he needed a dog with an affinity for fire.

"Then keep her," sighed Adam, wondering how any of these humans managed to last as long as they had. If they couldn’t figure out something so simple...

It was just frustrating that they couldn’t think for themselves. Oh well, that was one of the reasons why Adam was so insistent on creating Eden on earth. Since the humans were begging for someone to lead them, then he might as well sacrifice and be the absolute king of the world.

"I thought you wanted us to get Tank into your labs? How can we do that if we can’t even go near him?" demanded Jonas, his voice snappish.

"Can you go near Lucy?" sneered Adam. Seriously, he had to do everything himself.

"Yeah, that isn’t a problem."

"Then take Lucy..." Adam paused and shook his head. "You know what, never mind. I’ll take care of this. I have to apologize to you for thinking that you were competent enough to handle something like this. Next time, I’ll make sure to think of a task that is better within your realm of capabilities."

Jonas knew better than to say anything. Adam was a prick who was more than a bit socially inept. However, those who had gone against Adam in the past had a habit of disappearing, and Jonas wasn’t willing to add his name to that growing list.

"Then I will leave it in your very capable hands," nodded Jonas before he quickly left the office.

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"Are you Lucy Knight?" demanded a deep voice from behind me. Spinning around, I blinked to see Adam standing there like he had more important things to be doing at the moment.

"I am," I replied, nodding my head. I knew that I looked different. I mean, I might have gone back to wearing my dress, but I was still looking like Luci. But at the same time, I really wanted to understand how this man couldn’t recognize me.

We had met twice, and the second time, he was even trying to kill me.

"Come with me," he announced like there were no other options. Tank, clearly recognizing the first man, let out a low growl, his eyes flashing orange as he stood guard beside me.

"I wouldn’t do that if I were you," sneered Adam, looking down at Tank. "I am doing this because you refused to cooperate. If something happens to your owner, the only one you can blame is yourself."

Taking out a gun, Adam raised it until it was resting against my forehead. "I really don’t care if you are dead or alive. I want your dog. Give him to me, and everything will be fine. I’ll even include lunch for a whole week as your reward."

And people thought I was crazy.

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