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“But—,” Nix began, but Tom cut her off.
“No.” He sighed. “Now listen to me, both of you. You want to keep going, right? You don’t want to go back to town.”
“No!” snapped Nix. Benny, less sure about that, shook his head slowly.
“Okay,” said Tom, “then you have to learn to keep an open mind. Assumptions will get you killed. If Charlie is dead, then he’s dead. If he’s alive, then he’s alive. We don’t know for sure, but if we don’t allow the possibility of it, then we could get blindsided. Would either of you like it if Charlie was alive and got the drop on us? If he was willing to torture people and feed them to zoms just for cutting into his trade routes, try to imagine what he’d be willing to do to us. We killed his best friend, we led a zombie army against his crew, we made him an outlaw all through this part of the Ruin, he can’t ever come back to town … and you, Benny, beat him in a fight. You really want to wake up and find him grinning at you in the dark? Do you, Nix?”
They said nothing. Neither was able to.
“I’ve managed to stay alive out here in the Ruin because I’m a realist. I allow the truth to be the truth, no matter how much I might want it to be something else.” He waved his hand at the forest. “This might as well be hell itself out here. That line about everything out here wanting to kill you? It’s true.”
They kept silent. Nix grabbed Benny’s hand and was squeezing it harder than she had during Zak’s funeral.
“I want you both to learn to think and act—and react—the way I do. I want you to survive. You have to be ready for this to be your world too. You’re teenagers now, but out here you’re going to grow up fast. That’s only going to happen, though, if you’re smart and careful and honest with yourself.”
Nix said, “Tom … do you think there might be other people out here like Charlie?”
“Yes,” he said without hesitation. “Or worse.”
“Worse?” She shuddered. “God.”
Benny nodded. “Then I guess we have to be realistic about that, too.”
“I wish I could say otherwise.” He looked up at the sun. “We need to move. I don’t want to sleep outside tonight. Not after a day like this. Brother David will let us bunk down with him, but we have miles to go and …” His words slowed and stopped and for a moment he seemed to stare into the empty air. Then he wheeled around toward the dead man. “Damn! You idiot!”
“What is it?” Nix asked.
Tom didn’t answer. Instead he jerked the sheeting back from the dead man and bent close and examined the corpse’s neck. He rolled him onto his side and peered close at the skull from all angles. Then he sat back on the ground. “Huh …,” he said, looking perplexed.
“What is it?” Nix asked again.
He’s been dead for days, whispered Benny’s inner voice. “Days,” he said aloud.
Tom gave him a sharp look, a
nd then nodded.
Nix still didn’t get it.
“His neck isn’t broken, is it?” Benny asked.
Tom shook his head.
“No bullet in the head?”
Another shake.
“No sliver?”
Nix caught up with what they were saying, and her eyes were wide. “No one quieted him,” she said softly.
“No,” murmured Tom.
“So why didn’t he … come back?”
Tom shook his head slowly. He considered for a moment and then called Lilah to come and examine the body. She stalked over with a pale and silent Chong in her wake.
“Look at this man, Lilah,” Tom said. “Tell me how he died.”
