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Shots rang out, one after another, until I heard one ping off our vehicle.
“Molev, we’re fine,” I heard Katie say.“There’s no need to get up.”
“We’re not stopping,” I added.“Stay down.”
“What is happening?”he asked.
“A roadblock.Humans this time.They’re probably looking for supplies and trying to shoot out our tires.It won’t work.”
They’d likely lose their lives for nothing.
This was the part I hated most about the current state of the world.The ugly desperation was bringing out the worst in some people.
“Molev is bleeding again,” Katie said.“And I think he passed out.”
I thought she was telling me until Patrick’s voice came over the radio.“We’re almost there.”
We picked up speed, continuing south for another few miles, then turned west again.Impatience pulled at me, and I found myself glancing back at Molev with more frequency.When Patrick turned us north fifteen minutes later, I knew we were almost there.
However, the sight of the tiny Woodward FOB didn’t bring any sense of relief.There was no way it had a medic.
I glanced back at Molev again as we approached the gate and caught Katie’s worried expression.
“He said he’s tough,” I told her.
She nodded.
“The dog lunged into the light and caught Ted.I wasn’t thinking.I ran toward the edge of the light.Molev came out of nowhere and threw me on the roof.That’s why he’s so scratched up.The dog got him from behind when he was throwing me.”
“It’s not your fault, Katie.You know that.”
“Knowing something and feeling something are two separate things.”
“I’m sorry Ted’s gone,” I said.
“Me too.I liked him.A lot.”
We let ourselves into the unmanned gate and drove down the length of pavement to a second fence.This one had guards that radioed us, asking for identification and the reason we were there.Patrick gave his usual identification then added, “We need a medic.Do you have one?”
“We do.”
The guard directed us around to another secured building.I parked beside it and hopped out as several men came running out with a stretcher.Patrick jogged over and joined me at the back of the MRAP.
“Stay with him at all times, Andie,” he said before he reached us.“No mistakes.”
I understood what he wasn’t saying.These were new people, and we’d messed up enough already when it came to Molev.
Patrick reached for the door, and I looked at the medic.
“It’s a grey,” I said.“And he’s immune to the dogs and the infected.Save him, and you might be saving us all.”
The men with the stretcher didn’t hesitate once the door was open.They got in, took Katie’s place, and worked together to get Molev onto the stretcher.I could see the strain when they lifted him out and walked toward the building.
I stuck with them, which was a good thing because Molev groaned and lifted his head before they reached the door.When he saw the strange men, he growled.
“Molev,” I said, moving closer to his head.
His gaze found mine, and the growling stopped.
