CHAPTER 5
NICK AND I went out the side door and ran to the tree line, careful to avoid stepping in the mess left by Carmen. She’d gone for the men’s torsos, and the custom loads from her favourite Accuracy International sniper rifle had punched through flesh and bone, leaving my terrace looking like a scene from the zombie apocalypse.
That gore would be a nightmare to scrub off the flagstones.
Sticking to the shadows, Nick and I made our way down the driveway. My adrenaline spiked as I thought of what we might find, and cold dread spread through my veins despite my earlier exertions.
Up ahead, the guardhouse was still smoking. Dark, acrid plumes rose into the darkness, and as we got closer, I smelled the unmistakable stench of burning flesh and had a sudden flashback to Black in the ta
